Chapter 822


    Chapter 822 I Should Be Grateful to You, Right?


    However, Brendan figured that it was good she had watched it as he would not need to put in a lot of


    effort to exin it to her.


    "Where is she? Did shement anything?"


    Mrs. Engel''s expression changed slightly as she said, "No. After watching the press conference, she


    grew too tired, so she returned to her room to rest."


    Brendan knew something in his heart. He headed upstairs and opened the bedroom door.


    Deirdrey on the bed with her back facing the door, and half of her body was covered by the nket.


    Brendan walked over to find Deirdre awake. Her eyes were opened, and she was staring out the


    window absentmindedly. She did not respond to his presence.


    Brendan expected that and took a seat in front of her.


    ‘You watched the press conference, huh?"


    Deirdre looked up briefly. "Hmm, I watched it."


    She cracked a mocking smile. ‘You truly deserve your reputation as the Brighthall Group''s CEO. You''re


    always capable of dealing with the information with the quickest method. Charlene must be deeply


    touched when she learns about this.”


    Brendan furrowed his eyebrows. "How is this rted to Charlene?"


    Deirdre looked up the man''s outline and said, “Isn''t this what you want? You would expose yourself in


    public to protect Charlene willingly, and you tried to settle the situation as soon as possible using this


    method."


    Brendan was stunned. Soon afterward, he felt rage and helplessness in his chest.


    "Are you saying that I held the press conference in an attempt to protect Charlene?"


    "Or else?” Deirdre lowered her eyes. ‘You wanted to prevent Charlene from pleading guilty, yet you


    wanted to deal with the situation quickly. Your act of exposing yourself in public yielded the best result


    for both."


    Hershes cast a shadow on the area below her eyes. She was about to turn to her other side when


    Brendan clutched her hands abruptly and pinned her arms up above her head. He looked at her from


    above.


    "Do you know that I’m still capable of dealing with this situation even if I don''t expose myself in public?


    I''m totally capable of letting the public opinion brew for a few days before I make an exnationter. If


    that were the case, the citizens of Neve would feel ashamed of what they did to the Brighthall Group,


    which would only benefit thepany''s growth from then on."


    Deirdre was forced to confront Brendan’s presence in her current position. Her eyes widened. Even


    though she could not see clearly, she could still sense the man''s anger in an obvious manner." “Let go


    of me, Brendan."


    Brendan did not answer, but he asked, "Do you know why I made a public appearance then?


    "Deirdre, I wouldn''t be bothered to utter a word to those people if not because of you!”


    Deirdre held her breath ever so slightly upon sensing Brendan''s rage. A momentter, she smiled and


    said in a teasing tone, "So, you''re saying that I should thank you?”


    Brendan was stunned.


    Deirdre continued to smile, but there was no smile in her eyes. "Thank you for your willingness to step


    forward and hold a press conference to rify the situation for me. I shouldn''t turn the cold shoulder on


    you, but on the contrary, I should be grateful and cry tears of joy from receiving your favor. That is the


    way, right?"


    Brendan was choked up.


    "No..."


    Brendan was suddenly at a loss for words to exin. He hoped that Deirdre would understand that


    everything he did was unrted to Charlene. It was all for her.


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    Yet, it turned into something elsepletely different now.


    "I don''t think that you’re receiving my favor. I just-" "Loosen your grip over me. It hurts.”


    Deirdre interrupted him and exerted strength in her arms to struggle.


    Brendan loosened his grip while Deirdre turned over to wrap herself tightly in the nket with her back


    facing him.


    "I don''t care if you did or for who. What happened has already happened. You can''t just pretend that it


    didn''t happen because you tried to make up for it. Brendan, you owed the press conference to me, and


    it is just a trivialpensation."


    The woman''s cold remark rendered Brendan speechless from continuing his exnation. He instantly


    felt a stinging sensation in his throat and could not even muster the strength to utter a word.