Chapter 215: Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 215

Chapter 215 Where Is She Now She looked at Brendan with her seductive eyes, just like a rose about to bloom.

Brendan’s expression turned icy instantly, and he exuded an evil, foreboding presence. “Who are you?

Who let you into my room?”

The woman was so startled that she hastily got up from the bed. “Mr. Brighthall… Please don’t be angry. It’s Mr. Gull… Mr. Gull wants to be a part of this tourism project, so he sent me here…”

“Get out of my room!” Brendan spoke through clenched teeth. He found the scent of the fragrance oil in the room so pungent that he was nauseated. He then pulled the bedsheet away from the bed.

He refused to take a second glance at anything that the woman touched.

“I’ll make sure you wish you were dead if you don’t leave at once!”

The woman’s beautiful face turned ghastly. She was not properly dressed yet she did not have the courage to slow down in the slightest. She got out of the room in a haste.

“Hold on!”

Brendan called out to her.

The woman’s heart was racing from anticipation. ‘Could Brendan’s interest have been piqued by my charming figure?”

She turned around just in time to meet Brendan’s dark, cold eyes, which were as sharp as blades.”

Where’s Deirdre?”

“Wha… What?”

Brendan moved closer to her. “I asked you, where is the woman who was in the room?”

“That hideous…”

The woman was about to blurt the words ‘hideous woman’ when she felt suffocated by Brendan’s overbearing presence. Her little face turned pale from fear instantly, and she shook her head in a flurry.

“I have no idea… I have no idea…”

She tried her best to show her innocence. “I told the person that I was sent by, Mr. Gull, then went to take a shower. She was already gone when I got out of the shower. I’m not so sure what happened afterward…” “Leave!”

Brendan’s veins were bulging, and he was on the brink of losing his temper.

Deirdre was missing, and she did not have a phone with her. It was raining heavily, so where could she be? He ran outside after failing to find Deirdre in the room. He grabbed anyone he encountered and asked, ” Have you seen a woman wearing a brown trenchcoat on the tenth floor? She has scars on her face and she’s blind.”

However, without exception, the answer he received from everyone was no.

Everyone’s focus was on the party today.

A security guard provided him with the answer he was looking for. “A woman with a scarred face wearing a brown trenchcoat? Are you talking about that hideous tramp who snuck into the hotel in an attempt to steal?”

Brendan clutched the security guard’s collar tightly, his expression dark as ink. “What are you talking about? Have you seen her?”

The security guard nodded in a haste and felt his heart racing. “She was walking about the tenth floor aimlessly. I asked her who brought her into the hotel and she claimed that it was you. But how could she be trusted? She is a woman with nothing. Who does she think she is…”

His face turned pale abruptly while Brendan flew into a great rage. “Where is she now?”

The security guard felt his chest tighten with anxiety. “Out… Outside…”

Brendan’s pupils constricted abruptly. They were on a mountain, and it was raining heavily outside.

There was only one hotel on the mountain, as the rest of the area was still being developed. Where could she be if she had been kicked out of this hotel?

The mountain road was very rough. In fact, there were many areas yet to be barricaded for safety. At the thought of Deirdre falling off the mountain while feeling about the place, Brendan felt anxious beyond comparison in an instant.

He shoved away the security guard and ran downstairs.

The entrance of the hotel was tightly shut due to the heavy rain outside. Brendan tried to run outside, and even the hotel manager had to come forward. “Mr. Brighthall, don’t go outside! It’s too dangerous out there, and there might even be a hailstorm. It would be difficult to travel by car, let alone on foot!

What happened? Can’t you do it tomorrow?”

“Go away!” Brendan’s eyes were bloodshot. ‘Will I be able to get to her in time tomorrow?”