Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 818

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Mrs. Engel was busy in the kitchen while Deirdre sat on the couch alone. After a while, she worried that Deirdre might get bored, so she dried her hand and switched on the TV.

“Mrs. Brighthall, would you like some movie?” “Sure.”

Deirdre felt her surroundings were too quiet as well. When it became too quiet, people would start to imagine things. In her case, when everything became quiet, she would hear the things those people said about her, and it stung her ears.

Mrs. Engel was fumbling through the remote control. She accidentally switched to the news channel, and just when she was about to change to another channel, she was stunned as she looked at the TV.

“Mr. Brighthall? Isn’t that Mr. Brighthall? What is he doing there?” Deirdre raised her head and listened to the news.

“Brendan Brighthall from the Brighthall Group convened a press conference to respond to the news that has been spreading on the Internet. Whether the truth is as rumored, that Brendan paid for his ex- wife to be released on parole for her crime, or if it’s just a misunderstanding, let’s listen to Brighthall’s explanation.”

As soon as the voice died away, Brendan appeared in front of the camera. He was wearing a black suit that greatly accentuated his tall stature. His kingly and noble presence made him look different from the rest just by standing there. His facial features were so flawless that he still looked handsome despite his dark, frigid expression. It made him look even more mysterious as well.

It was an open press conference, so the crowd’s voices could also be heard.

“Is Mr. Brighthall this handsome? I thought someone like him, who single handedly turned the Brighthall Group into a business empire in Neve, would at least be 40 or 50 years old. I didn’t expect him to be so young and handsome.”

“Hey! Wake up! He’s a demon who condones his ex-wife’s murder and has no regard for the law! He might have a good look, but you might die before you know anything if you accidentally offend someone powerful like him who has no regard for the law.”

‘That’s right. Beauty is only skin deep. What matters the most is his character. He’s someone who’s willing to go against the law and get his wife out of prison despite her crime. From that alone, I can see that the Brighthall Group isn’t a good company either. He should step down from his position!”

“Yeah! That’s right!”

Anger began to spread among the crowd. Some of them even rushed up to Brendan and splashed him with a basket of dirty water. The situation started to get out of hand as the crowd rushed towards Brendan.

Mrs. Engel’s face was pale. ‘They’re mad!”

Listening to the commotion, Deirdre could more or less guess what was going on in the press conference right now. She froze for a moment, but she soon lowered her head.

People always said that one should reap what they sowed, so Brendan could not blame other people for what was happening.

It was just that there was one thing she did not understand. Brendan did not have to show himself in front of the public at all. After all, there was a group of people in his company who would deal with this

kind of situation, so why must he step forward? Did he not know that he would incite outrage from the crowd?

As his men shielded him from the enraged crowd, Brendan suddenly grabbed his left shoulder, and his face became bloodless.

“Mr. Brighthall must have hurt his wound again,” said Mrs. Engel.

On the other side, Brendan started to calm down. The bodyguards on the scene soon brought everything under control. They separated the crowd and the reporters from each other using some iron railings.

Brendan took a while to regain his composure and walked to the center to take his seat. He brought the microphone closer to himself and said, “I believe all of you are here because of the news on the Internet. That’s exactly the main objective of this press conference. I’ll explain everything, so all of you should calm down first.”

“Explain everything? We don’t need your explanation! We want you to send that murderer back to prison!” someone from the crowd shouted indignantly.

Brendan’s gaze turned cold. “This incident is nothing but pure slander, so why can’t I explain it? Are you all going to pin the blame on me based on just a few words and a photo? Or do you think I should keep quiet, cancel this press conference, and allow the incident to continue brewing?”