Chapter 801

His Business Trip Was a Lie

Deirdre returned to the living room from the garden and changed the subject, “I’m hungry, Mrs. Engel.”

“In a minute, sweetie. Your porridge will be ready soon!”

The night, surprisingly, turned out to be a restless one. Then, the next early morning, Deirdre found
herself woken up by a shrill commotion with Mrs. Engel’s best attempt at consolation thrown in. She
rose, put on a coat, and pushed open her door. The racket became clearer and sharper. It crashed into
her ears.

“For the last time, where the h*ll is Brendan Brighthall!? Tell him to get down here right now! I am not
leaving until everything’s even!

“How could he do this to me? I sacrificed my entire youth, my better years, to the Brighthall Group! I let
them drive me like I was a slave! And he’s repaying all that devotion by sending me away to some
foreign country and forcing my children’s schools to expel my kids!?

“What the f*ck is this!? If he’s not going to give me godd*mn explanation, I’m taking this to his old
residence!” The man’s eyes were practically spitting fire. His voice was also too loud to ignore.

Deirdre descended the stairs and asked, “What’s wrong, Mrs. Engel?”

The older woman quickly approached her.

‘This angry man suddenly barged in and demanded to see Mr. Brighthall. I told him the master of the
house isn’t at home, but he wouldn’t listen…”

Deirdre raised her head. She could only make out a vague, blurry outline of a person’s face, but she
could tell from the content of his rant that this had something to do with work.



“Sir, Mr. Brighthall’s not at home. If you have anything meant for him, please wait for him to come back
before talking about it. Compared to him, we’re not in the position to help.”

Mr. Jensen stared at Deirdre, his steam temporarily replaced by confusion. Why did this one act as
though she was the mistress of the house? Words were that Brendan was not interested in women
except his partner. But should that not be someone else altogether? He furrowed his brows and
snarled, ‘The h*ll are you supposed to be?”

“It doesn’t matter,” Deirdre replied patiently.

“You could be here all day, shouting until your face turns blue, and Brendan still won’t show up. If you
must shout at him, just do it over the phone or talk to him personally.”

“As if that’s an option! Where the h*ll am I supposed to drag him out to the open?” Mr. Jensen scoffed.

“He’s not in his office at all today! Nobody knows where the h*ll he went, either. Oh, but I know one
thing’s for sure. He’s trying to cut me off from my rightful influence over the company by exiling me to a
foreign country, so he alone can rule the Brighthall Group like a tyrant!” The corner of Deirdre’s lips
twitched.

“Are you telling me Brendan’s scared … of you? Are you telling me that Brendan Brighthall is hiding
from you?” Mr. Jensen could not give a counterargument, so he bit back with a brusque snarl.

“I don’t give a sh*t what he’s doing. I know he’s here, and I’m going to see him. Tell him to show himself
now!” Deirdre stepped aside. “You’re welcome to search every room in the house if you don’t believe
us.

” Mr. Jensen knew better than to do that. Gritting his teeth, he growled,” Where is he?”

“Out on a business trip.”



“A business- Oh, shut the h*ll up!” Mr. Jensen snorted.

“You actually thought an excuse as sh*tty as this one is going to fool me!” Deirdre was startled.

“W-What?”

“Do you know how much cr*p is pending in the company itself? And what? He takes one look at the
mountain of work he’s supposed to solve and decides to go on a business trip instead? My *ss!” he
rebutted.

“I’m one of the board of directors, and even I’ve never heard of any golden-goose project so important
that it warrants his personal attendance!” Mr. Jensen sounded so sure of himself that Deirdre could not
help but clench her hands.

Was he telling the truth? If Brendan had lied, then where had he gone? Mr. Jensen probably realized
nothing was going to come out of his agitation, so he stormed away after waving a threat about coming
back to them tomorrow. Deirdre was still rooted to her spot after he left. She thought of the man’s
farewell.

Was it all fake? She was almost amused. She had believed him. God, she had believed his excuse and
thought he was on a business trip. But it seemed to her that Brendan had just finally become bored of
her now that he had her back in his pet house.

The truth was that he was heading to see Charlene, was it not? It was time to share some nights with
the woman he loved instead of wasting his time playing a character with Deirdre. Mrs. Engel could see
the growing dejection on her face and felt a pang.

” Miss McKinnon, please. Let’s not jump to conclusions, okay? Mr. Brighthall would never lie to you. I
bet he really is on a business trip, but he decided not to tell that man for some reason.”



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