Chapter 630

Brendan Is Here

However, things were different now. She had Kyran with her. If she died, Kyran would be devastated.

At the very least, she wanted to say a final goodbye to Kyran before she died.

“You want to live? Does Brendan want you to live?” Cillian scoffed. “Well, you can’t blame anyone but
yourself. After all, you were the one who chose him to be your man.”

Deirdre’s eyelashes trembled. A pang shot through her chest, and she gasped out in pain.

“I met with the wrong person. Please give me another chance,” she said.

“Another chance?” Cillian grabbed her hair and enunciated each word. “You don’t have any chance
anymore!”

He took off his tie. “You’ve exhausted my patience. Initially, I planned to have some fun with you. I
might keep you for a few more days if you serve me well today. If not, I’ll send you to the owner of
Mystic Midnight today and force you to serve other people right away!”

After he finished speaking, he stretched his arm forward to tear Deirdre’s shirt. He was furious. He
wanted to vent all his anger on Deirdre for playing him like a fool.

Suddenly, Deirdre came around to her senses and tried to fight back but to no avail.

Cillian was much stronger than her. Just when Cillian was about to mount on her, someone knocked on
the door rapidly.

“Mr. King! Mr. King!”

Cillian snapped and growled, “Don’t come and bother me even if the sky has fallen! Get out of here!”



When he went to kiss Deirdre’s neck, Wynne shouted, “Mr. King, you need to come down! Brendan is
here!”

Deirdre’s pupils constricted as she was stunned when she heard what Wynn said.

‘Brendan is here? Isn’t he at Neve right now? Is he not going to help me anymore? Then why…’

Cillian was equally surprised too. However, he calmed himself down and pushed all the thoughts to the
back of his mind. As he put on his clothes, he told Wynne to come in.

After Wynne came in, Cillian asked, “Brendan is here? Where is he now?”

“He’s in the courtyard.”

Cillian frowned. “He came here alone?”

Wynne nodded. “Yes. He didn’t bring anyone with him.”

Cillian was confused. If Brendan had run away, why did he return to Eastgene? Besides, hadn’t he
already given up on Deirdre?

Even though he couldn’t figure out the reason, Cillian found that he did not have to worry about
anything since Brendan was here alone.

No matter how powerful Brendan was, there was no way he could defeat all ten people around him.
What’s more, all of these people were expert fighters.

After he finished putting on all his clothes, he grabbed Deirdre’s hair and dragged her downstairs as
well.

When they were downstairs, he flung Deirdre on the couch.



“Ask Brendan to come in.”

The bodyguard did as he was told and brought Brendan in.

It was only then Cillian saw the incoming person clearly.

His body which was wrapped in the suit was ripped. He had a handsome face, and his gaze was as
sharp as a blade. It was just that he seemed rather tired. There were two dark circles around his eyes,
and he did not seem as intimidating as he used to be.

It occurred to Cillian that Brendan had not been having a good time for the past few days.

He sneered disdainfully and lit himself a cigarette. After taking a drag, he said, “This is a surprise. What
brought you here today, Mr. BrighthalI? Why didn’t you call me before you came here so that I could go
out to welcome you?”

From the moment Brendan came in, his gaze had never once left Deirdre. His face sank when he saw
the wounds on her arms and the bruises on her face.

After ascertaining that she was not hurt badly, he raised his head and parted his lips.

“Stop beating around the bush. Tell me what you want before you’ll return Deirdre to me.”

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