Resent Reject Regret by Aqua Summers novel Chapter 867

Chapter 867 Leave It to Me

“I have her photo, and I can confirm that it is not photoshopped. However, the plastic surgery techniques are advanced these days, and it is not utterly impossible to find one or two women that look like Ophelia in all of Berth.

“I was afraid of giving you false hope only to disappoint you again, so I could only figure out a way to trace Ophelia’s whereabouts, yet I didn’t expect that…”

Brendan did not finish his sentence, but Deirdre was well aware of what it was.

He did not expect that she would be triggered by Charlene and push Charlene down the stairs.

In truth, Deirdre was well aware that Charlene was mostly provoking her, but she could not care about that anymore at the time. If Charlene was the enemy who killed her mother, it would be her only chance to avenge her mother.

Deirdre was having a hard time processing the information, but Brendan’s sincere words did not sound like a lie.

“Brendan… Will I still be able to trust you one last time?”

Brendan’s dimmed, dark eyes lit up with a tinge of hopefulness. He looked at the woman before him, and his lips trembled. He inhaled a deep breath strenuously.

“I know what you’re worried about. You’re worried that my goal is the child in your womb. Don’t worry.” Brendan shut his eyes and opened them again in a determined manner. “When the child is born, you can leave with the child. I would just like to take a glance at the baby, and that will be enough for me.”

Deirdre raised her head in surprise upon hearing that and clutched the hem of her top in her clenched fists out of astonishment. She could not see Brendan’s face clearly, but she could feel the man’s determination, seriousness, and sternness from the ambiance.

Brendan smiled. “My initial goal was to keep you company for a little while longer. If you insist on leaving, I won’t separate you from your biological child, of course.”

He said, “Deirdre, if that person is not your mother, Ophelia, Charlene will most certainly be your mother’s killer. Would you be willing to go to prison so that your mother’s killer remains at large?”

Deirdre clenched her fists tightly.