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Chapter 733 Tobey Is With Me
'Two hours?'
Deirdre felt relieved because there was still time.
She stood at the most eye-catching spot and had people striking up conversations with her frequently, yet none of
them was Tobey.
After checking the time on her phone a few times and numerous people walking past her in succession, Deirdre
could not stand it anymore and grabbed someone next to her to ask, "Do you know if the flight from Eastgene's
arrival has been delayed?"
"Delayed?" The woman came from Eastgene. She said, "It landed more than half an hour ago."
"What?"
Deirdre did not have the time to feel shocked before her phone buzzed. She hastily picked up the call and heard
Kyran's voice. There was the faint sound of breathing that belonged only to Brendan. It was calm, composed, yet
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"Deirdre, didn't you say that Tobey has already gotten on a flight?"
Deirdre widened her mouth and felt a pricking pain in her throat. She pinched herself ferociously so she could calm
down and asked, "What's going on?"
Brendan furrowed his eyebrows and said, "He claimed that he was calling me from the door of our house and that
he wanted to see me."
'Where are you now?"
"I'm rushing home now."
Deirdre almost lost consciousness. She had to exert a lot of strength to force herself to move her legs. "Please wait
first and call me when you're about to reach home. I'm heading back now as well."
She ended the call upon saying that and hailed a taxi eagerly to rush back to the villa.
She urged the driver to drive faster all the way in the hope that she could arrive at the house before Brendan could
and stop Tobey. She wanted to clearly explain the severity of the situation to Tobey, but she was still late.
The taxi driver exclaimed when the car was approaching the destination," Is that car opposite us an Audi S8? That
car is expensive. This is a wealthy residential area indeed. The residents here drive luxurious cars."
Deirdre came to realize that Brendan was one step ahead of her.
The vision before her eyes darkened, and her body was drenched in layers of cold sweat.
She was in distress from the matters of Kyran being Brendan and Tobey confronting Brendan.
She was clenching her fists so tightly that her palms were flushed. She calmed herself with great effort and paid the
taxi driver before she got out of the car.
The mansion's door was opened, and Deirdre predicted that she would feel an oppressive presence when she
entered the house.
"Deirdre!" Tobey was the first to speak, and he was walking toward her.
Brendan was smoking a cigarette on the sofa. Enshrouded by smoke, his flawlessly handsome face was tainted with
rigidness and ferocity.
Deirdre felt her knees buckle.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBrendan put out his cigarette and got up while he said, 'Tell Deirdre what
you just told me again, Mr. Russell."
Tobey said in a resolute voice, "So what if I tell her again? God knows what sort of danger you're putting her in by
being with her when you're such a filthy person. I’ve already told Deirdre, so she won’t love you anymore. I'm
taking her with me!"
Brendan's expression turned solemn quickly. Even Deirdre could feel the suddenly oppressive ambiance despite her
blindness, and her face turned ghastly pale.
After a while, Brendan asked gently, "Deirdre, is that true? Do you not love me anymore, and you are leaving with
him?"
Tobey was displeased. "I've already explained to you clearly-"
"I haven't given you permission to speak!"
Brendan narrowed his eyes, and his ferocious gaze felt akin to a sharp blade on the throat.
Deirdre swallowed a gulp of saliva, and she was sweating profusely from the pain.
He lit himself another cigarette and asked Deirdre again, "Are you leaving with him?"