Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

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Chapter 633 Don't Touch Her

Cillian was burning with anger at the thought of how he had been put through the torture and the powerlessness he

felt when Brendan pinned him on the ground.

Soon afterward, he ordered his subordinates ferociously, "Beat him up! Beat him to his death!”

"Mr. King..." The few bodyguards stood looking at one another. "Are we really going to hit him? Mr. King Sr. is-’’

Gillian's expression turned cold, and his sinister-looking eyes were filled with killing intent. "Are you working for him

or me?"

As soon as he made the remark, the subordinates did not have the courage to speak anymore. One of them raised

his hand and punched Brendan.

Brendan collapsed to the ground in pain, only to be struck by heavier punches than the previous ones. He felt as if

his internal organs were exploding from the punches and churning in his chest.

Deirdre shook her head with all her might. She could hear the sound of the beating and also Brendan's muffled

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grunt from enduring the pain. She shouted, "Stop it! Stop hitting him!”

Yet, no one listened to her.

Cillian flicked his cigarette and said as he looked down at Brendan from above, "You really got what you deserve,

Brendan. Initially, it would be utterly impossible for you to fall into my hands, but it’s your fault for falling in love

with Deirdre. You deserve what you got.”

Brendan was bleeding profusely from his mouth, and his blood was pooling around the living room. Deirdre tugged

at Gillian's top strenuously and suppressed her shaky voice with great effort when she said, "Don’t let them beat

him up anymore... If Brendan dies, no one's going to be able to get away..."

"Naturally, I won't let Brendan die. He’s too young and dominant without showing any respect to his seniors. He

deserves to be taught a lesson like this." Cillian cracked a smirk in contempt and raised his hand to beckon his

subordinates to stop.

Brendan had already collapsed to the ground with a streak of blood flowing out of his mouth. He swallowed with

great effort and glared at Cillian with bloodshot eyes.

Cillian furrowed his eyebrows for a moment. Brendan's eyes were so cold that he could not help feeling fearful in

his heart. When he recovered from his fear, he realized that he was the one in control now. 'Why was I scared when

Brendan is already in so much pain from being beaten up by my subordinates?'

He was furious about that.

Cillian narrowed his eyes, took a step forward, and grabbed Brendan by his collar. "What's going on? Do you have

something to say, Mr. Brighthall?"

Brendan looked at Cillian, and he was frowning from the pain. He rested for a while before he said, "Let Deirdre go,

and I'll stay."

"You’ll stay?” Cillian was surprised, but he remembered something and said with a sneer, "I regret to inform you

that I'm unable to comply with your wish. After all, I haven’t even had the time to touch a fine specimen like

Deirdre. How can I free her so easily?

"Coincidentally, I don't have a woman who is like her. I'm going to keep her and toy with her for a few days. You can

consider it as my having a change of taste too. What do you think of that, Mr. Brighthall?"

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Brendan's expression turned cold, his dark eyes glistening with killing intent.

"Don't touch her."

Cillian was stunned for a moment by Brendan's gaze. He was furious from embarrassment when he came to realize

his reaction.

"Don't touch her? Brendan, you think you’re some hot sh*t, huh? You're worse than a dog now in my presence. How

dare you try to stop me?" Cillian said, "Not only am I going to touch her, but I want you to witness it as well!"

Brendan struggled with great effort in an attempt to run over and stop Cillian when he realized what was about to

happen.

The bodyguards were stunned for a moment before they hastily pinned him down. They were astounded that

Brendan still had the strength to get up despite his condition.

Even if he still had the strength, he would be in so much pain that he could not move.

Cillian made his way to the sofa in a few swift steps and pinned Deirdre against the sofa as he ripped her clothes.

Deirdre came to realize the situation by struggling intensely. Her eyes were bloodshot, and she was so hopeless she

wished she could die.

"Cillian!” Brendan roared deeply, "I will make sure that you regret touching her for the rest of your life if you dare!"

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