Resent Reject Regret by Aqua Summers
Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 192

Chapter 192 The Police Are Looking For Someone

"1... I have nothing else to say." The corner of her lips twitched, and she felt bitterness in her chest.

"Do you have nothing else to say, or are you incapable of keeping up your lowly lie because you've been caught?" Brendan asked closely. "Speak! Who told you that Ophelia died the other day?" 'Since it was not Charlene, it must have been someone else. On the other hand, that person keeps finding ways to circumvent the surveillance devices just to meet Deirdre and make her waver...' An idea occurred to Brendan unexpectedly. He looked at Deirdre with his icy gaze, got up, and grabbed her shoulder. "It was Sterling, right? Is he back to stirring trouble on purpose?"

"What are you talking about?" Deirdre's face was furrowed in agony. "How is this related to Sterling?"

"If it wasn't him, why would you be covering up for that person by blaming Charlene?"

The more Brendan thought about it, the more sense it made. 'Sterling is living in another city, so he could still slip into the city to meet Deirdre. I bet Sterling wants Deirdre to have a complete mental breakdown so that her relationship with me will fall apart just in time for him to step in and take over.'

"He came to meet you, right? What did you two do?"

Brendan drunkenly pinned Deirdre down on the coffee table as punishment.

Deirdre knew that it was already the next day when she opened her eyes again. She was lying on the sofa with a blanket covering her, but her body felt icy.

She found it amusing that Brendan would stoop low enough to blame Sterling yesterday night, and she thought it was preposterous.

"Are you awake, Ms. McKinnon? Breakfast is already cold. I'll heat it up for you."

Sam's voice came from the area right in front of her. It was apparent that he had already been waiting in the room for a long time. She felt the blanket on her body and asked in astonishment, "Did you cover me

with this?"

"Yes."

Deirdre smiled. "Thank you so much."

"It's well within my scope of responsibility, I hope you don't mind, Ms. McKinnon." Sam left in a rush. Deirdre felt the clothes on her body and wondered if she should thank Brendan for getting her dressed at the very least so she would not embarrass herself in Sam's presence.

Even though she had already embarrassed herself countless times.

Just as she was planning on getting up to brush her teeth, she heard the doorbell. Sam walked out of the kitchen and said, "Someone's here. I shall go and check it out." Deirdre waited patiently, yet Sam had yet to return five minutes later.

She removed the blanket and walked outside in her room slippers. She could hear soft quarreling voices coming from a distance away, so Deirdre stepped forward and asked, "Sam? What's going on?" "Not much. The police are here, and they claim that they're looking for someone." Noticing that Deirdre was walking outside in her thin clothing, Sam removed his jacket and draped it over her. "It's too cold outside, Ms. McKinnon. You should go inside and leave the rest to me."

"The police are looking for someone?" Deirdre was curious. "Who is that?"

Sam took a glance at the police officers outside and felt slightly uneasy. He answered with a smile, "No one. You should go inside first."

Deirdre furrowed her eyebrows. It did not feel like Sam was urging her because he was afraid that she would be cold. "I'm no longer cold now that you gave me your jacket. Plus, didn't you mention that the police are looking for someone? Why haven't they told you who they are looking for? Are you trying to hide something from me?"

Sam had not expected that Deirdre's hearing would be so sharp. He had been about to explain when the police officer standing outside suddenly said, "Miss, you look very familiar. Are you Ophelia McKinnon's daughter?"

Deirdre's mind went blank from shock. She recovered and nodded eagerly in the direction of the door. "I am! I'm Ophelia's daughter! My name is Deirdre McKinnon!"