Chapter 826


    Chapter 826 Are You the Woman From Yesterday?


    Mrs. Engel let out a few dryughs, “Nothing. I’m worried we will run into those people again when we


    go to the grocery store."


    Brendan gave her an assuring gaze and said, “Don''t worry. Just bring her with you."


    Mrs. Engel knew that Brendan must have something prepared. She nodded, and just when she was


    about to turn around,


    Brendan said, “Oh yeah, don''t forget to buy a chicken."


    He did not like the feeling when he saw the chicken in the trash.


    "Mr. Brighthall... Don’t tell me that you still want Mrs. Brighthall to cook chicken soup for you in her


    current state?" Mrs. Engel asked, her voice thick with disbelief.


    If that was really what Brendan wanted, she was perturbed by his low level of emotional intelligence.


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    Brendan''s face sank slightly, and he replied, “It''s none of your business. Just listen to what I told you to


    do. Besides, don''t tell Deirdre that I’m the one who asked her to go out.”


    Mrs. Engel nodded.


    When she returned, Deirdre was already standing in the living room.


    Deirdre saw Mrs. Engel walking in from outside and asked, "What''s the matter? What''s so important


    that you two had to go out and talk?"


    "Well... it isn''t particrly important..." said Mrs. Engel.


    Even though she did not know what Brendan was up to this time, she was going to follow his


    instructions. "Mr. Brighthall just asked me to update him on your activity since you''ve been under the


    weather for the past two days."


    Deirdre was suspicious, but she did not press the matter on.


    Mrs. Engel hesitated for a while and asked, "Miss McKinnon, do you want to go to the grocery store


    with me today?" ‘Today? I''


    Deirdre''s expression changed when she remembered the thing that happened in the grocery store.


    Mrs. Engel started to sweat inwardly. "Yeah. I heard that the security of that ce has been tightened


    up, so what happened yesterday won''t happen again.”


    "But why are you asking me toe with you?" asked Deirdre.


    She wanted to go to the grocery store previously because she wanted to make some chicken soup for


    Brendan, but she was not in the mood to do something like that right now.


    "Well..." Mrs. Engel stammered. "Why don''t you juste with me? You can grab something to eat on


    the way too."


    Deirdre said as she looked at her, "Mrs. Engel, did Brendan tell you something? If not, you wouldn''t


    have asked me to go to the grocery store with you all of a sudden.” "Umm..." Mrs. Engel was tongue-


    tied. She hemmed and hawed for a long while before sighing.


    "I don''t know what Mr. Brighthall wants either. He just wants you to go to the grocery store. Why don''t


    you juste with me today? Mr. Brighthall promised me the same thing won''t happen again today.”


    Deirdre was confused. She did not know what Brendan was up to again this time.


    At the same time, Brendan came in.


    He thought Mrs. Engel had not sold him out yet, so he asked calmly, “What are you two doing here?


    Are you going out?"


    Deirdre put on a fake smile and said, ‘You''re right. How did you know what I want to do? Could it be


    that you''re a mind reader?”


    Brendan cleared his throat embarrassingly and said, “Don’t make it too long.”


    After that, he went upstairs.


    Mrs. Engel looked at Deirdre, and thetter said, "Well, let''s go then."


    She was going to find out what Brendan was trying to do this time.


    They went to the grocery store through the same alley. After roughly ten minutes, they arrived at their


    destination. Deirdre still felt apprehensive as she listened to the loud noise from the grocery store.


    Those things that the people had said about her and the things that had happened yesterday rushed


    into her mind at that moment. Initially, she thought she might need some time before she could step


    into this grocery store again.


    Feeling Deirdre’s anxiety, Mrs. Engel stood in front of Deirdre in a protective gesture. As they entered


    the grocery store, some people turned their heads and looked at them, stopping Deirdre in her tracks.


    They all surrounded her and asked hesitantly, "Aren''t you the woman from yesterday?”


    Deirdre could feel the change in the atmosphere, and Mrs. Engel stood before her, "What do you guys


    want?"