NovelEnglishChapter 278 Where’s Deirdre
Madam Brighthall was extremely furious and refused to listen to Sam’s explanation,” If you owe someone money, you return the money. If you try to kill someone, you pay with your life. I don’t care what happened between them. Since that woman injured. Brendan, she deserves to be punished! Bring me the phone.”
Deirdre regained consciousness when a bucket of cold water was poured on her. She had lost count of how long it had been since she had been detained at the police station.
She figured that the people in her surroundings were all criminals. The police officer standing in front of her gave an order in a cold voice. “Come out, Deirdre.”
Deirdre followed the police officer and heard her handcuffs clanging when she was pinned against the table. His overbearing voice came from above her as he said, Deirdre, do you know what your offense is? You broke Criminal Law Act 232 regarding first–degree manslaughter. You’ll be sentenced to death, life imprisonment, or no less than ten years in prison. For a less serious case, you’d be sentenced to prison for three years to ten years. It would be best if you answered my inquiries truthfully, or you’ll be staying here for a long time!”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe police officer adopted every possible means to interrogate Deirdre, and she answered every question truthfully and calmly. She asked when she was about to be sent away, “How long will I be in jail for?”
“So you’re scared now, huh?” The police officer sniggered. “Why did you do that then? Your case is quite serious. In addition, the Brighthalls have already hired the best lawyer for the lawsuit, so you should be prepared to be sentenced to eight years in prison.”
Deirdre was stunned for a moment. ‘The Brighthalls? He is sparing no effort to punish me. In fact, he doesn’t even mind mobilizing the best lawyer to sue me.
‘It’s a waste since I don’t care anymore. He will be disappointed to learn that I don’t mind being sentenced to prison for three years or eight years.‘
She only cared about avenging her mother.
“I will admit to anything but I would like your help with something. I would like to revoke the verbal evidence on a cold case that happened a year ago so the police will investigate the case again.”
The police officer did not have a favorable impression of Deirdre but remained patient. “Which case is that?”
“Ophelia McKinnon’s suicide case.”
He assigned someone to look into the case and found out that it was true. “Who is this person to you? Is she your mother?”
Deirdre nodded, her eyes filled with intense hatred. “I would like to report the Brighthall Group’s CEO, Brendan Brighthall, for concealing murder! He forced me to become his beloved girlfriend’s scapegoat for a year and he would not mind hurting my mother, so I agreed to do it. My mother Ophelia jumped to her death as a result of Brendan’s actions!”
The police officer frowned deeply and exchanged a glance with the others. “Please calm down first. Do you have any evidence?”
“Yes.” Deirdre took a deep breath. “I was the scapegoat in Charlene McKinney’s hit- and–run. On the other hand, the culprit of the hit–and–run is still on good terms with Brendan. You will surely be able to reveal the truth about this incident if you investigate it further!”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWhen Brendan regained consciousness, he was in pain. His vision was blurry, and the first thing he did as soon as he could see the room clearly was get up.
However, he had no choice but to stop after feeling intense pain in his abdomen.
Deirdre had stabbed him without showing any mercy.
The blood had already drained off his thin lips, which were cracked. He furrowed his eyebrows tightly and pressed the call bell to bring in Charlene.
She ran into the room, her eyes red with tears when she saw that Brendan was awake. “You’re finally awake, Brendan!”
Brendan breathed with great difficulty, shut his eyes, and opened them again. Where’s Deirdre? Is she alright?”
Charlene’s expression froze instantly and tears welled up in her eyes.
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“The first thing you ask after waking up is where Deirdre is. Do you care about me at all, Brendan? Do you know that I’m the one who took care of you every day and night and stayed by your side after you came out of surgery?”
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