Chapter 612

A Trap

Deirdre knew how expensive this bracelet was by touching it, so she figured she could not accept it. As
if he could see through her worries, Brendan wrapped his arm around her waist and collected her hair
behind her ear, saying, 'This is a gift from Mrs. King. You should just take it."

Deirdre had no other choice but to accept it. "Alright. Thank you very much, Mrs. King."

Mrs. King complimented Deirdre for her understanding and appearance as she guided them to the
table. After all of them had taken their seats, Mr. King Sr. asked in a displeased voice, "Where is
Declan?"

Mrs. King sighed and said, "He probably is staying in his room."

"Nonsense!" Mr. King Sr. smacked the table and continued. "Hurry up and get him down here! We have
guests today. How could he hide in his room and not show his face?"

Cillian wrapped his arm around Laura and said, “Dad, you should just leave him alone. Declan prefers
to stay alone. He might spoil the mood if he comes down to join us."

Laura's face was pale as she kept darting glances at Cillian. After a while, she nodded and said,
"Declan said he's tired. He's not joining us as he said he wants to take some rest."

Mr. King Sr. harrumphed, indignant at Declan's action.

Deirdre frowned. She had a hunch that something must have happened to Declan. After all, judging
from what she knew about him, he was not someone who would want to take some rest at an important
moment like this.



It was just that there was nothing she could do since the Kings refused to continue the conversation.
After they finished their meal, Cillian brought Brendan to his office to discuss their new project.

‘We should leave Miss McKinnon here. It isn't convenient to bring her here and there. Besides, she has
Laura to keep her company."

Brendan nodded. After he left with Cillian, Laura went up to Deirdre.

"Miss McKinnon..."

Her voice was shaking, and she looked restless.

Deirdre noticed her strange behavior and became stern. ‘What's the matter?"

Taking a deep breath, she said, "Something happened to Decky. Can you go help him?"

‘What do you mean?” Deirdre was confused. "What happened to Declan?"

"I'm not sure of the situation either. But I'm sure that Cillian has done something to him. That's why he
couldn't show up at the table this afternoon. I'd really appreciate it if you could go to his room and
check on him."

Deirdre fell silent for a moment. Brendan was not here right now, so she felt rather uneasy about going
to Declan's room alone.

As such, she asked, ‘Why can't you go? Don't you think it's a bit inappropriate for me to go since I'm
just an outsider."

Laura let out a bitter smile and said, "I can't go. All of the maids are watching me right now. If Cillian
learns that I go to his room to help him, he'll punish me."



She continued. "I cooked something for Decky two days ago, and he slapped me across the face
twice."

‘What? Has he gone mad?" Deirdre's face was livid with rage. She patted her shoulder and said, "Don't
worry. I'll go and check on Declan."

‘Til walk you to his room then."

"Okay."

Laura and Deirdre went upstairs and came to Declan's room.

Just when Deirdre was about to knock on the door, she realized that the door was left ajar, and she did
not know if she was having an illusion or not, but she somehow heard Declan's painful moan wafting
out of the room.

"Mr. King?"

She pushed the door open, and as soon as she stepped into the room, she noticed something wrong.
The temperature in the room was exceedingly high. Before she could come around to her senses,
Laura acted swiftly and shut the door.

"Ms. Smith!" She tried to open the door but to no avail. Beads of cold sweat oozed out of her forehead
as she realized that she had fallen into their trap.

Declan had been drugged. That's why he could not show up on the table this afternoon, and Gillian’s
plan was to get them to...

‘He's so vicious!"



Deirdre felt a chill down her spine when the realization hit her. She did not know why, but she felt hot all
over. Perhaps, it was due to the strange smell in the room, or she had consumed something she
shouldn't have.

‘Bathroom! Where is the bathroom!?'

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