Chapter 930
Chapter 930 Wedding at the End of the Month
Brendan and Charlene’s marriage soon became a viral search term.
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Sam showed thements to a silent, unreactive Brendan. Instead, he simply answered Charlene’s
call as soon as it rang.
The young woman made a production of being innocently confused, “Bren, what’s going on? Why were
our pictures taken at the OB-GYN? What are we gonna do now?”
Brendan thumbed through his documents. “You really didn’t know about it?”
Charlene froze for a moment before chuckling dryly. “About what? This looks like a picture some
bystander took in secret instead of traditional media journalists! We can’t control random people taking
pictures of us. Or … do you want me to tweet out an exnation to throw them off?” “Everyone already
knows you’re pregnant. No one’s going to believe otherwise.”
Charlene sighed. “I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have brought you with me to the hospital… Now you’ve got
another problem to handle.” “It’s okay.” Brendan rested his fingertip on his document. ‘The news is
bound to be announced.”
Charlene audibly fell silent. Then, gingerly, she asked, “Brendan, are you saying…” “With your
pregnancyes my responsibility. I’ll announce our wedding through the Brighthall Group’s official
Twitter ount,” he answered, his tone implicative. “This is what you want, right?”
Charlene had already foreseen things to go this way, but no amount of expectation could stop her from
being overjoyed. “Oh, Bren! I await the day you marry me!”
The call ended. Still high from the turn of the event, Charlene made her way to the yard where Deirdre
was chatting with Shea. With a grin, she intruded on their conversation. “Miss McKinnon, I didn’t know
you’d be interested in scenic views! I thought you wouldn’t be able to enjoy them because of your, ah,
impaired sight. This must be a sign of good mood, then! Surely you won’t reject my wedding invitation
this time?”
Deirdre’s grin faded. Determined not to give her time to react, Charlene coyly added, “Oh, the context!
Bren and I are getting married at the end of the month.”
The end of the month… already!?
Deirdre’s shock was genuine-this was not part of the n.
Taking in Deirdre’s shock was simply satisfying to Charlene, who could not resist prodding, ‘You see,
Miss McKinnon? So what if you’re pregnant with Bren’s kid? It didn’t win you any favors from him
anyway. But me? As soon as I got pregnant, Brendan started releasing official statements through the
Brighthall Group’s official Twitter ount about our uing wedding!”
Deirdre snapped out of her surprise, and her eyes grew cold. “Well, congrattions then, Miss
McKinney,” she said tly. “But, as someone who’s been through a lot more than you’d remember, I
should probably advise you not to count your chickens before they’re hatched, especially when we
don’t know who’s the father of your chick, right? If Brendan finds out…”
Charlene’s features twisted into a grimace. “What the f*ck are you using!?”
Deirdre shed a smile and raised her head, barring a nce of scornful contempt. “Oh, it’s nothing. I
was just wondering aloud, Miss McKinney. How lucky are you to be immediately pregnant from a single
night?
Brendan might believe you, but I don’t. You should do your best to hide your receipts, I think. Wouldn’t
want me to uncover something big, would you?”
Deirdre left her question hanging as panic overcame Charlene. Fear seized her, so she raised her hand
and swung, shouting, “Shut the f*ck up, b*tch!”
It did notnd. Shea held Charlene’s wrist almost immediately.
Charlene froze and tried to wriggle her hand free, but someone as trained as Shea could not possibly
be shrugged off like that. She hardly moved even as Charlene’s face was turning a little blue from the
struggle.
Then, they all heard a series of footstepsing from the side.