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Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 613
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Chapter 613 Miss McKinnon Is in Declan’s Room

Deirdre needed cold water to keep herself awake.

She went around groping the wall frantically. Suddenly, she bumped into the cabinet and gasped in pain. Cold beads

of sweat were streaming down her forehead, and she felt her head spinning as the sensation of cold and hot

assaulted her.

It took her a great effort to reach the bathroom. Meanwhile, Declan’s mind was a chaotic mess under the drug's

effect. When he saw Deirdre, he had an illusion and stretched his arms to drag her into his embrace.

"Laura... Is that you?"

Meanwhile, Gillian was introducing the upcoming projects of his office while extending an olive branch to Brendan.

"What do you think, Brendan? These projects are unique to me, even in the whole country. If the two of us

cooperate, our companies will be at their peak in the next ten years!”

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Brendan looked over the projects and memorized them in his heart. He did not answer his question directly and

asked, "What time is it now?"

"It’s three now."

It had been nearly an hour since they came out. Brendan frowned and said, "I need to go back."

Gillian was stunned for a moment and asked, "Why do you want to go back so early? If you aren’t interested in this

project, I can show you another _ A if one.

"No, that’s not the issue.” Brendan smiled, "Deirdre is still at the house.

She’s pretty clingy, so I need to go back to her soon. As for the project, I’ll consider it thoroughly and give you an

answer soon.”

Cillian looked at the clock and felt that it was almost time. He nodded and said, "Okay. Let’s go back."

He was confident that Brendan would snap into a rage when he saw Declan and Deirdre doing that kind of thing on

the bed. Then, he just needed to exaggerate the story, telling him that Deirdre and Declan had fallen for each other

at the party. Considering Brendan's personality, he would certainly get his revenge on Declan, just like what he did

to Ronan.

That way, not only could he get Declan out of his way, but he could also punish Deirdre for ruining his plan.

It was a plan to hit two birds with one stone!

Cillian smiled at the thought of the success of his plan. They got into the car and arrived at Kings Manse very soon.

They entered the living room, and just as Cillian had planned, Deirdre was nowhere to be found.

A smile appeared at the corner of Gillian's lips, but Brendan’s face sank. ” Where is Deirdre?"

"Yeah, where is Miss McKinnon?” shouted Cillian, summoning his maids.

"Miss McKinnon? She's upstairs."

Cillian raised his eyebrows. "What is Miss McKinnon doing upstairs?"

'Well..." The maid stammered.

Cillian frowned. "Stop hemming and hawing. What happened?"

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The maid bit her lips and said, "I saw that... Miss McKinnon went into Mr. Declan's room but didn't come out after

that."

"What?" Cillian growled angrily, "How bold of you to make something up about Declan and Miss McKinnon! You've

got a lot of nerves!"

The maid hastily said, "No! I didn't, Mr. King! I saw it with my own eyes.

Miss McKinnon went into Mr. Declan's room secretly. I saw it, but I didn't dare to stop her. If you don't believe me,

you can go upstairs and have a look at it yourself."

Gillian's heart was filled with delight. Just when he was about to go to the second floor, Brendan made his move first

and rushed upstairs.

"Mr. Brighthall!" Cillian chased after Brendan. He looked like he was trying to dissuade Brendan, but he was

delighted inwardly.

"Please calm down, Mr. Brighthall. I'm sure that this is a misunderstanding. It isn't like what you think it is. Maybe

Miss McKinnon was just talking to Declan during the party last time. She might be expressing her gratitude to him

for helping her. I’m sure the maid is just speaking nonsense!"

Brendan set his jaw tightly. The commotion had alarmed Mr. King Sr. He came out of the room and asked, "What is

going on?"