Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 166


    Chapter 166 Miss McKinnon Made It All Up!


    Deirdre knew what he really meant: a chance to create doubt against his conclusions.


    Brendan turned on his heel and marched up the stairs while she mbered a little at his force. Gritting


    her teeth, she finally snapped, “So you’re not interested in the truth behind Bliss’ death! You don’t give


    a sh *t even if what I’m about to say concerns Charlene! Is that it?!”


    Just as she had expected, the bastard stopped dead in his tracks.


    Deirdre was this close toughing aloud at his absurdity.


    Brendan’s brows were furrowed. He was practically glowering when he shot daggers at her. “What did


    you just say?”


    Deirdre enunciated her every word as she announced, “The homeless man who killed Bliss was


    controlled by the woman standing right next to you!”


    Charlene stared at Deirdre in shock, but her bewilderment did little to conceal her scorn. Repeating the


    same things over and over again, despite seeing no result, had to be the definition of idiocy, right? She


    could not believe this b*tch would stop them from going to town over something that had been settled


    long ago!


    Well, if Deirdre insisted, Charlene would dance along!


    She recovered from her shock by acting innocent again. Her eyes practically went red onmand.”


    What’s that supposed to mean, Miss McKinnon? You just won’t let up, will you? I can’t believe you


    treat. my willingness to forgive as some kind of twisted encouragement for more baseless attacks! Me


    being a nice gal means you can keep gaslighting me, huh? You just have to keep using me of the


    death of your own dog!”


    “Gaslighting you?” Deirdre murmured, her eyes red. She scoffed in the direction of Charlene’s voice.


    “Stillmitted to your innocent darling act, aren’t ya? You confessed to being the one who killed Bliss


    back. in the lounge at the old Brighthall residence. You! How else could I have made the connection?”


    Charlene did not even need to hit back. Brendan had grown frustrated enough that he erupted and


    yelled to be heard, “Enough!”


    The re he shot Deirdre almost made him look like he was created from pure ire and irritation alone.


    Deirdre just would not learn! She had failed the first time she had tried this sh*t, and instead of learning


    from the torturous lessons he had put her through, the lessons had simply galvanized her to try the


    exact. same sh*t again!


    She kept refusing to change!


    “You’re f*cking shameless, you know that?! What other tactics do you have other than nder, huh?”


    he bellowed, his face almost blue from rage. He trained his finger on the door and snarled, “Get the


    f*ck out


    of this house-now!”


    Despite already expecting his reaction, Deirdre could not help feeling her heart sink. “You don’t believe


    me.”


    Brendan’s eyes narrowed. “No one should believe you at all!”


    This was it. The cue. She had been waiting for him to say this. She felt her way across the couch and


    grabbed the folder she had prepared. She picked it up and extended it in Brendan’s general direction. ”


    Take a look. Am I making things up, or is it all true? You tell me.”


    At first, Brendan simply looked at her icily. Everything this woman had done thus far had surprised him,


    including the appearance of this folder. She was even acting as though it was some top-secret dossier


    that would change everything!


    He took the folder, thinking to himself, ‘Fine. I’ll y along.”


    Brendan opened the folder quickly and took out the document inside. He had originally nned to


    perform a cursory look-over, but more things inside caught his attention than he had thought.


    Còntens bel0ngs to N?(v)elDr/a/ma.Org


    His expression stiffened. Then, instantly, it turned grim. He began to thumb through the pages with


    genuine focus.


    “Bren? What’s the matter?” Charlene was rmed. What was this document? What was inside? Why


    was he looking like that?!


    Panic flitted through her face. She had made sure the central figure involved in that incident was gone


    good! There should be no more tracks leading back to her!


    for


    “Brendan, is this document filled with more nder against me?” she asked again, this time ying up


    the vulnerability in her tone and making her eyes redder. “But you know I’m nothing like that! You know


    what kind of person I am. There is no way I could do anything described in that folder-it’s all made up.


    You must know that already, right?”