Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 698

Chapter 698 Your Death Will Not Be Mourned

"Who are you?”

The man's tone was icy cold, and he exuded an oppressive coldness from his body. He shielded Deirdre behind her and looked at the woman with a gaze sharp as a knife that could cut through a person's throat.

"Who sent you here?"

The woman felt suffocated, and her knees turned to jelly from being stared at.

She found that Mitch was already an imposing man, followed by a bunch of subordinates to do his dirty work. Mitch was extremely overbearing, but he was a weakling in comparison to the man before her.

"I..." The woman could not help speaking with a shaky voice. She gnashed her teeth ferociously in an attempt to continue speaking, but she was already so terrified that she was rendered speechless.

Kyran narrowed his eyes, pulled out his phone, and dialed a number. “Hello, I would like to report a case. The location is No. 106 Peak Residence, and someone has broken and entered a private residence with the intention of theft. Please come."

Soon, the police came and detained the woman.

Kyran's gaze was still cold as he hugged Deirdre and asked, "Why did that woman come here?"

Deirdre’s expression was overwhelmed with emotions. She did not divulge the truth but said, "I'm not too sure either. She didn't say much after she came, and then you got home"

Kyran caressed her hair. "Don't open the door for strangers so easily next time.”

"Hmm, sure.” Deirdre forced a smile. "I've already prepared the item for you. Is that the document on the table? You can take it.”

Kyran picked up the document and said, "I'll be back tonight."

"Sure."

Deirdre gazed after Kyran’s departing figure. Her forced smile vanished, and her expression turned disordered.

After leaving, Brendan turned his car around and drove to a villa in the city center.

He parked the car and got into the house without anyone stopping him. Brendan walked upstairs and found Charlene standing on the balcony in the cold wind, wearing a nightgown.

Before she could speak, Brendan walked forward in rage, clutched her slim throat, and pinned her upper body against the outside of the balcony.

Charlene screamed in fear from the sudden feeling of falling. She grabbed Brendan's arms frantically, and the dizziness from being at a high spot made her shiver and nauseous.

"Don't! Brendan!" She was so startled that she teared up.

Brendan looked at the panic-stricken and fearful Charlene coldly, his face filled with disgust. "Have I not taught you plenty of lessons, Charlene? Are you trying to get yourself killed?"

His grip over her that was loosening, and the fear of height made Charlene almost lose consciousness. She exhausted her last ounce of strength to show a photo to Brendan.

Brendan's pupils constricted abruptly when he saw the photo. He pulled Charlen away from the edge of the balcony and tossed her to the side. Charlene's lips were ghastly pale from being on the brink of

death.

She felt proud of herself for causing Brendan's emotional episode.

"How is it?" Deirdre held her neck and recovered from the feeling of lingering fear. She watched Brendan staring at the photo before her and sneered. "I didn't lie to you, did I? Do you still want to kill me? If you kill me, you won't be getting updates from me anymore!”

Brendan was burning with killing intent and clutched the photo in his hand." Where is the person now?" i

Charlene turned around to face the mirror and examined the red marks on her neck from the choking. She did not answer the question but said in grief, "Brendan, I'm still the woman that you used to love regardless. How could you be so cruel to me? Do you know that I almost died?”

Brendan expressed his disgust upon hearing that. Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

"Charlene, I've already told you not to challenge my limits anymore. You promised me that you wouldn't let Deirdre discover the truth, yet you repeatedly keep going back on your own word. This is a warning. If you do it again, your death will not be mourned!"