Resent Reject Regret by Aqua Summers novel Chapter 523

Chapter 523 Testify Against Charlene McKinney

The police officer thought it would be unkind to snuff out Deirdre’s hope, so he asked tactfully, “Do you have any solid proof, Miss McKinnon?”

“Proof?”

“We can’t sentence someone based on he–says–she–says. We need more witnesses and evidence.”

“Don’t I count as an eyewitness?”

“You do, but since you’re blind, the defendant can easily weasel her way out of this accusation. It’s really hard to make a solid case if you’re the sole witness.”

A person came into Deirdre’s mind–and the color in her eyes darkened. She thinned her lips. “I… I know another eyewitness, but I don’t know if she’s willing to help. Regardless, I’m willing to try. Can you help me summon this person? Then I’ll talk to her alone.”

Maeve O’Keefe was brought in a while later. Despite her seemingly calm expression, she was gripping the edge of her skirt tightly as though she had predicted this outcome. The police escorted her into an interrogation room, where Deirdre was already waiting.

The older woman almost could not recognize the latter even as she sat across from her. Deirdre’s face was almost fully healed–if one were to look over the scars, they would be quickly sucked in by her head- turning beauty.

Suddenly, Charlene’s malicious envy, as well as all the other schemes the woman had cooked up just to erase Deirdre’s existence, made sense.

In truth, Maeve was happy to see Deirdre well and unharmed. Sitting across from her, she said gingerly,” Miss McKinnon.”

Deirdre had been casting her eyes to the table placidly until she spoke. Lifting her head, she asked, “Is your daughter safe?”

Maeve froze. A moment later, she realized Deirdre was asking about her daughter’s abduction, and her eyes watered. “Yes! Oh God, she’s safe!”

Of course, she only learned her daughter had never been in danger after a long time. How could she know that her daughter would play ball with Charlene and pretend to be in danger all to get some money?

Ashamed, Maeve added, “I didn’t think… You’d be concerned about her or me, Miss McKinnon. I thought… I thought you’d never want to see me again.”

Deirdre closed her eyes and steadied her breath. “You didn’t mean to put me in danger, did you?”

Maeve wiped tears away from her eyes. “Of course not, dear.” She chuckled, morose. “Though I guess you don’t believe me, do you?”

“You’re wrong. I believe you.”

Anxiety gnawed on Maeve’s mind. “What?”

“I need you to testify against Charlene.”

“What!?” The older woman cried out. She clenched her hands so hard that her nails turned white. “M–Miss McKinnon, you-”

Deirdre cut her off. “Don’t disappoint me any further, Mrs. O’Keefe. I want to see Charlene be served the comeuppance that has been due for way too long. She cannot evade justice any longer.”

She had been staring ahead at Maeve without breaking eye contact. “This isn’t a request that you can accept or reject. This is me giving you a chance to redeem yourself. This is your one chance to do the right thing and do right by yourself if you really, really are sorry for what you’ve done to me.”

Maeve met Deirdre’s gaze for the first time.

She used to be too meek to stand up for herself–holding herself in such low regard that she would suffer so much pain in silence.

But now, Deirdre had grown to become a strong, brave woman