Resent Reject Regret by Aqua Summers novel Chapter 203

Chapter 203 Allergic to Dog Fur

It was obvious that the man had been trying hard to be compensated because he could tell that Brendan was a rich guy.

“40,000 dollars is indeed not a big deal,” Brendan said indifferently.

The couple appeared to be excited while Brendan fixed his frigid eyes on them. He added in a condescending manner, “But I wouldn’t give it to people like you. Just report this to the police, or I’ll do it myself!”

“On what grounds could you do it?!”

Brendan took a step forward and replied in an intimidating manner, “You two are abusing your own daughter. This fact alone is more than enough to lock you up!”

The man retreated upon seeing Brendan’s imposing manner. Only when the woman pushed him did he pluck up the courage to yell, “We are abusing our own daughter?”

Deirdre had a sharp headache, which was only stimulated by the desperate cries of the child. When she heard the irresponsible remark of the man, she was so furious that her lips began trembling. She then reprimanded them. “Is it not abuse when you lock up a one–year–old girl in a car for at least two hours? Do you know how dangerous being in a car is? Even though it’s not summer, the child could still have suffocated due to a lack of oxygen! Are you even worthy of being her parents?!”

It was the first time she was so infuriated that she trembled from anger. Brendan patted her shoulder in comfort before he coldly pointed at the surveillance camera above them. “This should have a record of the time you two locked the child up in the car. Would you like to come with us to the police station?”

“That’s crazy…” The man panicked. He turned to the woman, and the two of them hurriedly got into the car and left. Even though the car drove away, Deirdre could still hear the girl’s heart–wrenching cries.

She felt heartache. Brendan raised her chin with his fingertips and asked, “What’s wrong?”

Deirdre attempted to control herself, yet she couldn’t help shivering. She closed her eyes and replied, That child’s parents d–don’t love her. I can imagine how suffocated she must feel, trying to survive in such a family.”

Brendan could certainly tell how Deirdre felt. He enveloped her in his arms and whispered in her ear, “I think that if we were that child’s parents, she’d be very happy.”