Chapter 188 Would You Believe Me if I Told You the Truth She could no longer care and she did not have the mental capacity to let herself be distracted by that incident. All she wanted was to meet her mother.
âNothing happened, really. The idea occurred to me all of a suddenâ¦â
Before she could finish her sentence, Brendan grabbed her face, exuding displeasure with his overbearing presence. âDeirdre, are you aware that I can see that youâre lying every time you do it?
Youâre really disobedient, which makes me think that you just donât want to meet Ophelia again!â
Deirdre felt her heart racing, and all the blood drained from her face instantly.
In the end, she bit her lower lip tightly and said, âBrendan, would you believe me if I told you the truth?â
Brendan furrowed his eyebrows subconsciously when he heard her reply. âWhat kind of trick do you have up your sleeve again? If youâre telling the truth, why wouldnât I believe you?â
âIt was Charlene.â
Deirdre could feel the coldness emanating from Brendanâs body when she uttered that name. She found it ironic, but she said, âShe showed up suddenly the other day and told me about my motherâs passing. That was why I had such a huge reaction that I even tried to compel you with my deathâ¦â
Brendanâs dark eyes turned gloomy. He stared closely at Deirdre in hopes of seeing the tinge of pleasure of someone who had successfully framed someone else on her face. However, he did not see such a thing. There was only calmness in her expression.
In fact, after Brendan fell silent, Deirdre said, âYou can choose not to believe me and not to pursue this matter. You may just assume that Iâm lying. The matter is already over anyway.â
However, Brendan knew that this matter was not over because Ophelia was already dead and he had to figure out a way to comfort Deirdre within two weeks.
Everything was happening precisely due to this fact.
But had Charlene really done this? Was she really cruel enough to tell Deirdre the truth? She obviously knew better than anybody else the significance of this matter to him and Deirdre!
He did not say anything but he turned around and left. In the car heading to the company, he suddenly said, âLetâs not head to the company for now. Drive to Charleneâs place instead.â
The driver turned the car around, and the journey to Charleneâs place took a little over 10 minutes.
Brendan got out of the car and saw that a servant had already been assigned to welcome him.
Charlene was still having breakfast when he entered the living room. She greeted him in a warm voice when she saw him. âBren.â
Charlene had a smile on her face that made her appear even more graceful, gentle, and charming.
Brendan furrowed his eyebrows deeply, finding it unimaginable that Charlene would do something like that.
âIs this another one of Deirdreâs attempts to alienate Charlene?
âBut who is the person who really told Deirdre the truth then?â
Brendan stood in the same spot without doing anything. Charleneâs smile froze on her face for a moment, and she got up to approach: him. âWhatâs going on? What brings you to my place so early in the morning? You wonât even say a thing. Did something happen?â
She wanted to help Brendan remove his overcoat, but Brendan stretched out his hand to grab her wrist.â Itâs fine. Iâll be heading back to the company in a while. Iâm here because I have something to ask you.â
Charleneâs smile froze on her face for a moment before she assumed an extremely innocent, pure expression. âWhatâs going on? You sound so serious.â
âWhere were you yesterday?â
âYesterday?â Charlene pretended to recall. âI was at the cinema. Then, I went shopping with my friends.
from morning till afternoon. I was home by nightfall. Whatâs going on?â
Brendanâs dark eyes were glistening with coldness, and his expression was nonchalant. âDeirdre attempted to jump off the villa yesterday.â
âWhat?â Charlene appeared to be very astonished. In truth, she was well aware of the situation. She said, â What happened? Why would Ms. McKinnon actually attempt to commit suicide?â
Brendanâs gaze was locked on Charleneâs face. His flawless, gorgeous face remained unchanged when he described the situation by enunciating each word clearly. âShe found out about Opheliaâs death.â