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Chapter 721 Switched
Deirdre nodded while Tobey came back to the point of the conversation by saying, "You sought my help yesterday,
but you haven't managed to tell me what sort of help you need."
Deirdre's breathing felt much heavier upon hearing that. She clutched a book she held tightly.
"Tobey, please don't be too surprised by what I'm about to tell you."
"What's going on?"
Deirdre regulated her breathing for a while. "It's possible that my mother is still alive."
Tobey's eyes were filled with disbelief upon hearing that.
Deirdre continued. "I'm unable to explain this matter fully. All in all, I wasn’t with my mother during her death, and I
only found out about her death after a long time. I gradually accepted the information, but then this photo came.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe pulled the photo out of the book. "My friend told me that the person in this photo looks about 70% similar to me
and about my mother’s age. Can you please help me to take a look if it's her?"
Tobey’s expression turned serious as he took the photo.
Deirdre could not help feeling anxious. Every breath she took felt extremely heavy. She would fight Brendan if
Ophelia was still alive.
In the end, Tobey folded the photo and said, "Deirdre, I apologize that I have to be the bad person in this scenario.
The woman in the photo is not Mrs. McKinnon."
Glenna passed the photocopied photo to Declan.
Declan threw away the cigarette butt and tore up the photo into shreds before saying gently, "Glenna, thank you
for your willingness to follow my instruction to edit the photo into someone else."
'You don't have to thank me because I didn't do it for you." Glenna's eyes were tainted with conflicting emotions,
and she asked with a ghastly pale face, "Are you sure that you're not lying to me, Mr. King? Is the woman in the
photo really Deirdre’s mother?
'Yes." Declan leaned on his car and chuckled. "No, perhaps she is not."
Glenna furrowed her eyebrows tightly. "What the heck is going on here?"
Declan dealt with the photo casually. "The truth is just as I told you on the phone. The woman in the photo is under
someone’s control. Brendan and I are looking into this matter in secret. If Deirdre were to find out about the
matter, the situation would get out of hand."
He softened his tone and said, "It's a very complicated situation. I understand that it might be very difficult for you
to betray Deirdre, but there isn’t another better way. We can't allow her to be a part of this in view of her condition.
However, I'm glad that you’re still willing to trust me at this point." i
Glenna clenched her fists tightly and avoided his gaze. She did not wish to be charmed by Declan’s face again.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Everything that I did is for Deirdre. Hence, I did it willingly if what you said is true. However, if you were to deceive
me..."
"I won't. I might deceive anyone to achieve my goal, but I'll never deceive you."
Declan's eyes and eyebrows were smiling, and his beautiful eyes were slightly raised, making him appear
affectionate. Perhaps it was precisely due to this reason that no one knew about this icy cold, reckless heart that he
kept hidden.
Glenna smirked in self-mockery and turned around in preparation to leave.
Declan said calmly, "Glenna, what I said still counts. If you still intend to be with me, feel free to come and meet me
anytime. Even though I can’t give you sincere feelings, I can still take care of you as your identity deserves."
He had almost etched the words 'I don't love you' into his remark.
Glenna almost felt faint. She turned her head to look at him and had difficulty suppressing the emotions in her
chest. She clenched her fists tightly and asked, "What do you mean by you can't give me sincere feelings, but you
can still take care of me as my identity deserves?"