Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 212


    Chapter 212 The Woman Chosen by Mr. Brighthall


    Brendan loosened his grip, his expression puzzled. “What’s going on?”


    Deirdre took a deep breath. “Don’t you see it? I don’t enjoy being in public anymore. Walk a mile in my


    shoes. If you were me, would you still want to go out so you could be ridiculed by others? Even though


    I’m used to it, I still won’t put myself on the spot willingly.”


    Deirdre not only stunned herself when she made the remark, but she wondered if she had lost her


    mind.” How dare I tell Brendan my innermost thoughts and resist him? He has always wanted me to be


    obedient and submissive.”


    Only that way would he not take away the person that she cared about the most, Ophelia.


    Just as expected, the surrounding ambiance turned oppressive and dull abruptly.


    Deirdre’s face turned slightly pale, and she was about to exin herself when Brendan said,


    “Understood.”


    He added, “I’m sorry for not understanding the situation from your point of view earlier. You are right.


    They won’t say it to my face, but they will inevitably ridicule and mock you. If you don’t want to show


    yourself in public, you can stay in the room for a while. I’ll be back to keep youpany as soon as


    possible.”


    Deirdre raised her eyes and felt the warmth of tears welling up in her eyes abruptly. Emotions were


    building and surging in her eyes, just like a monstrous wave.


    Brendan was stunned. He reacted to the situation by wiping away her tears. “Why are you so


    astonished? Did you think that I’m so savage and unreasonable that I wouldn’t consider your feelings?”


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    A staff member knocked on the door. “Mr. Brighthall, the manager sent me to inform you that the party


    has started and all the attendees have arrived except for you.”


    “Alright, noted.” Brendan changed into the suit that had been prepared in advance and told Deirdre.


    “Stay in the room and press number one on the phone by the bedside table if you’re hungry. The call


    will be connected to the concierge, and you can order room service from them. I’m leaving.”


    The project was of utmost importance to thepany, so he did not have the courage to procrastinate.


    He followed the staff member to the banquet hall immediately, leaving Deirdre all alone in the room.


    She was confused about being in a new environment. She felt her way around the room with her hands


    bit by bit and took a seat on the sofa. She could not help thinking about Brendan’s remark earlier.


    By the time she was jolted back to reality, she heard noisesing from the door.


    “Are you certain that this is Mr. Brighthall’s room? You can’t make a mistake here.”


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    “Don’t worry. Mr. Gull was very clear about the details.”


    “Great then. Hand me the ess card. I’ll go into the room myself.”


    Soon, the door was opened with a ck. The neer was startled by the sight of Deirdre sitting on


    the sofa. “Oh my god!”


    The wornan’s voice was sharp, and she patted her chest after getting over her surprise. “So it’s just a


    person. Why is her face so scary? I almost mistook her for a ghost!”


    The person speaking from behind was the staff member who had led Brendan to the banquet hall


    earlier. He sounded extremely surprised when he said, “I didn’t hear Mr. Brighthall say that there was a


    woman with him in the room. How did this woman get in his room?”


    The woman looked at Deirdre in contempt. “I believe that she’s some sort of servant of his. After all,


    women fall for an outstanding man like him easily. He arranged for a hideous woman to be by his side


    so those women would have the self-awareness to stop trying to sleep with him.”


    Both of them burst intoughter upon saying that and disregarded Deirdre.


    The woman removed her jacket and tossed it on the sofa next to Deirdre. She said, “I don’t care who


    you are. I’m the woman chosen by Mr. Brighthall. It would be best for you to be sensible and leave at


    once so you won’t interrupt my time with him.”


    Deirdre was in a daze for a moment, her fingers clenched tighter subconsciously. “How are you going


    to prove that?”


    The woman could not helpughing. “How am I going to prove that? Are you joking? How do you think I


    could have entered the room so ostentatiously if Mr. Brighthall hasn’t passed me his room card? It’s


    fine that you look hideous, but your brain is just as useless. I really have no idea how a person like you


    could have been chosen to be Mr. Brighthall’s assistant. Leave now. I won’t plead on your behalf when


    Mr. Brighthall gets here and loses his temper!”