Resent Reject Regret by Aqua Summers novel Chapter 874

Chapter 874 You Can’t Take Her Away!

The sight stung Brendan in the eyes like thorns. Murderous air began to pool around

him like the onset of a nuclear explosion. He slammed his hand against the bars,

thundering, “What the h*ll am I seeing!?”

The warden’s face turned as white as a sheet. He knew all too well what this wasbullying between inmates. What he did not expect was Brendan catching it right when

it happened.

His hoarse commotion woke the inmates. When they saw who it was, their minds

turned blank. They had no idea that a man whose very status would equate him to a

modern-day prince would deign himself to visit a dirty cell in a detainment facility!

“M-Mr. Brighthall! W-Why are you here? N-No, this is a misunderstanding! It’s all Miss

McKinnon’s idea! She found us filthy and decided to sleep in her own clean little

corner instead of huddling with our grime. She said it herself! The corner’s clean, she

said!” “Exactly! She’s the one w-who’s ostracizing us! Thus, we chose not to force her

against her wish!”

Their desperate ruckus to clean themselves off suspicion woke Deirdre. She stirred

and groggily listened to their defenses for a while before looking ahead. There, she

saw a familiar figure in her blurry sight.

Her heart seemed to stop beating for a second. ‘Is that… Brendan!?

‘But why is he here!? He was supposed to have left!’ “Shut the f*ck up!” growled

Brendan, his features twisting into a horrifying grimace.

Sheer wrath had consumed his reason-he had to grit his teeth just to stop himself

from being a monster. He stepped inside the cell, intending to bring Deirdre out of it.

Before he could grab her wrist, though, he saw the bruises.

“What the f*ck!?” He exhaled and yanked her sleeve back.

Her entire arm was filled with blue-black bruises. Against her porcelain skin, they

looked even more harrowing than they already were.

The rest of the inmates panicked. “T-That’s-”

Any excuses they could come up with seemed futile by this point.

Brendan turned to the warden, his eyes steely. “I trust that you people know what to

do about this.”

The warden felt cold sweat oozing out of his spine and nodded. “O-Of course! How

dare they do this in a place of law and order, like a police station!? We’ll immediately

begin an investigation to see who’s responsible.” “Investigation? Who’s responsible?”