Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 711

Chapter 711 The Person In the Photo

‘The bathroom is in the room. Let me show you where it is.

Glenna led her to the room and got her some clothes. After the door was closed, Deirdre closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths.

The things that had happened two hours ago were still playing vividly in her head. She would never forget the things that those people had done, and it would all come back to haunt her as a nightmare when she slept at night.

Her stomach churned as she turned on the shower with trembling fingers. She took off her clothes, and her shoulders were filled with wounds because she had struggled to get free just now. She walked under the shower and began washing her body.

She kept rubbing her body and did not stop until her skin had turned red. Then, she put on the clothes that Glenna had given her.

When she came out of the bathroom, Glenna was talking to someone on the phone.

She looked at Deirdre as soon as she came out of the bathroom and exclaimed, “Oh my gosh, Deirdre, these pajamas look so good on you! How can you look so good in everything? Kyran really is such a lucky b* stard.”

Deirdre felt embarrassed. Glenna got to her feet and asked, “Where are your clothes? I’ll help you wash and dry them. I think you’ll be able to wear them tomorrow morning.”

‘They’re on the floor.”

Glenna went to pick them up. When she grabbed the suit, she stuck her hand into the pocket and pulled a photo out.

“What is this?” Glenna asked.

Deirdre turned her head around. ‘What’s the matter?”

“I found a photo in Kyran’s suit pocket.”

“A photo?”

The suit belonged to Brendan, and so did the photo. Even though she was surprised that there was a photo in the pocket of Brendan’s suit, she was even more worried that there would be some kind of important information in the photo that might reveal his identity.

With that thought in mind, she hastily said, “Yeah, it’s his suit, but I’m not sure about the photo. I just put it in his pocket when I found it on the table.”

“Really?” Glenna turned the photo over, and when she observed the photo, her pupils constricted.

“Deirdre, the person in the photo…”

By the time Declan arrived, Keith had lost a few teeth and all the others had some bruises and wounds on their bodies and faces.

As for Brendan, he was standing alone in the darkness with a burnt-out cigarette between his fingers. There were mixed emotions in his eyes, and no one knew what was going on in his mind.

Declan asked Sam and the others to stop before going forward to clean up the mess.

After everything was settled, he walked up to Brendan.

‘What happened? What made you lose your cool?”

“I’m sorry,” Brendan said as he set his jaw tightly. “I’ll compensate you for ruining your cooperation with Mr. Cruz.”

“Don’t worry about that. It’s just a small project, I don’t really mind. I never took the

Cruzs seriously either. I just want to know why you are doing this all of a sudden,”

Declan said. However, he soon realized something and found the answer as soon as he finished his sentence.

“Is it because of Miss McKinnon?”

After all, only Deirdre was able to make Brendan lose his cool.

Brendan did not say anything in return, and understanding instantly dawned upon

Declan. However, there was still something bugging him, so he said, “Miss McKinnon doesn’t mingle with them. How did she get involved?”

Brendan lit up another cigarette expressionlessly, and one could notice through the smoke that his eyes were filled with disgust.

“Charlene sent me away and then used my phone to call Deirdre to trick her into coming here,” Brendan said with a frown.

Even though Brendan did not tell Declan everything, he could more or less guess the rest.

After all, everyone knew that Keith was a playboy. The reason he had come here was that he had to lay low for a while because he had violated a minor in Neve.NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.