Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 797

Chapter 797 Steven Is Dead

Mrs. Engel’s gaze dimmed when she remembered something and said, “Is it because of Ophe-”

“Mrs. Engel.” Deirdre stopped Mrs. Engel in time by saying, “It’s already in the past, so we don’t have to bring it up again. Men are always moving forward.”

‘Yes, you’re right!” Mrs. Engel hastily nodded. She almost triggered Deirdre’s sadness but could not refrain from advising Deirdre in view of her past experience.

“Mrs. Brighthall, perhaps I may not be right, but I know that Mr. Brighthall loves you now. He cares about you, and that is why he traveled far to look for me before finding me in a mountain valley. I broke a leg at the time, and he spent a lot of money to get me treatment. He told me that he didn’t want me to pay him back. Instead, he would like me to take care of you so that you’re happy.”

‘So that I’m happy?’

Deirdre’s gaze glistened with emotions. In the next moment, her gaze cooled down.

Did Brendan not feel that he was going against his conscience when he lied to Mrs. Engel?

If he really wanted her to be happy, he would not have destroyed her life once and then impregnated her with his baby. This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

Deirdre did not comment further. She changed the topic of conversation by saying,

“What are we having today?”

In the Brighthall Group, Brendan had just returned to the company when he was bombarded with documents. Now that he was back, all the major events in the company were blamed on him.

After the board of directors meeting ended, Mr. Jensen seated on the right called out to him, his expression displeased.

“Brendan, why am I hearing rumors out there that you were away from the company not to recuperate from your condition but for a woman?”

All the members of the board of directors looked to Brendan upon hearing his remark.

Even though they feared Brendan, they were displeased with Brendan, who had disappeared for close to half a year.

After all, the Brighthall Group was prospering when Brendan was managing the company, yet the company was close to a decline now. It would be extremely irresponsible of him to do that for a woman.

Brendan glanced at the crowd casually, and his dark eyes were tainted with coldness.

“Whether I was away to recuperate or for a woman, it’s none of your business when you also frequently travel abroad for leisure, Mr. Jensen.

‘Your role is to spend the money made from your company shares and not be bothered by the others. You should care about your own family and not let those children of yours tarnish the company’s reputation, and that will be enough.”

Mr. Jensen’s son and daughter were previously involved in a huge scandal, and Mr.

Jensen was implicated as their father. The Brighthall Group had become the top search news online on multiple occasions. Brendan’s remark reminded this event to many people.

Someone could not hold back and said, “I think it would be best for you to send your children abroad because you ask about the company’s matters, right? There’s no telling how much damage the

company took because of your scandal previously. Had Mr. Brighthall not handled it promptly, I’m afraid the company’s stock market would have also been affected.”

‘That’s right. Since you’ve already decided to retire and not meddle with the company, you should set your mind at ease to rest and let the people from the company handle the company affairs.”

“We would have to consider if Mr. Jensen is still qualified to be in this room if something like that were to happen again.”

‘You… All of you!” Mr. Jensen’s expression alternated between anger and fear. He did not expect that he would be treated with sarcastic remarks by these people just because of Brendan’s brief criticism in view of his identity as one of the company’s founding members.

Brendan did not even take an extra glance at him, but he walked out of the boardroom. He stopped abruptly when he was in the corridor and gave an order to his assistant, Cormac Cooper. ‘You can send Mr. Jensen back to where he came from.”

‘Yes, sir.”

Upon returning to the office, Brendan handled the documents until noon, when Sam barged into the room by surprise.

Brendan raised his head and could not help furrowing his eyebrows.” What’s going on? Why are you in such a flurry?”

Sam’s face was ghastly pale. “Sir, Steven is dead.”