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Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 428
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Chapter 428 We Finally Met

“I’m not joking! It’s real! All of our tables and rooms were fully reserved today, but when he came late, he just gave

his name, and our manager prepared a room for him. Other than Mr. Brighthall, I can’t think of anyone else who’s

capable of doing that.”

“Seriously? What is he doing here? I thought he was in Neve?”

“I heard that he’s here for treatment.”

The two waiters did not know that Deirdre had been listening to their conversation not far away. Her blood ran cold.

‘Brendan is in this restaurant?”

Her pupils shrank.

‘How can this be?”

There were many restaurants in this place, and this restaurant was not that popular either. What were the odds

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that he would show up here at this restaurant simultaneously with her?

Suddenly, Deirdre remembered something. When they arrived at this restaurant, the waiter told them that all of

their tables and rooms were fully booked. However, Kyran just said something to the waiter, and they gave them a

private room. A chill rushed down her spine when the thought appeared in her mind.

Two coincidences were a clue, and three coincidences were proof.

Deirdre tightened her fists and walked toward the two waiters. Her heart was beating rapidly, and her eyes were

red around the rims.

“Hi, I heard you guys say that Brendan is in this restaurant now?”

The two waiters were stunned. Although they were not happy at her intrusion, they did not lash out at Deirdre due

to their professionalism. They frowned and asked, “Yes, he’s here.”

Deirdre’s chest heaved up and down even faster as she asked, “Where is he right now?”

One of the waiters came to her senses and replied sternly, “I’m sorry. We can’t expose our guest’s personal

information.”

“I can give you money!” said Deirdre. Her blood was running cold as she continued. “I can give you as much money

as you want. Just tell me where Brendan is right now. Please, I beg of you!”

She was in desperate need of a confirmed answer right now.

The waiter thought she was a lunatic and rolled her eyes at her. “Money? Are you serious? You don’t seem like a

rich person to me at all. Besides, even if you have money, we have our code of conduct. We mustn’t expose our

guest’s personal information. If you don’t stop right now, we’ll call the security guard and get you out of here!”

“Something must be wrong with her head. Does she want to know where Mr. Brighthall is? She should go and look

at herself in a mirror. There’s no way Mr. Brighthall would be interested in her.”,

The waiters went away, leaving Deirdre to stand frozen stiff at the stairs.

Regardless of whether Brendan was in this restaurant or Kyran was Brendan, these thoughts made her blood turn

cold. She touched the wall aimlessly in an attempt to find a place to hide. When she felt a door, she opened it up

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and walked inside.

There was no heating in this room, and the coldness woke her up a little bit. She felt around and realized that she

was in the male toilet.

Suddenly, she heard people talking outside. She hastily grabbed the door of a cubicle and shut herself in.

She was sweating profusely, and her fingers were numb. Then, the people finally entered the toilet.

A man who was in his mid-40s smiled and said, “Mr. Brighthall, I didn’t expect to see you here. I thought it would be

impossible to see you for a year.”

‘Mr. Brighthall?”

Then, the voice that she never wanted to hear rang out. “I’m so sorry about that, Mr. Taylor. I’ve wanted to pay you

a visit ever since I came here, but unfortunately, my health just doesn’t allow me to do that.”

A wave of coldness surged through every nerve ending in Deirdre’s body, causing her blood to run cold and her

body to shake. The deep, magnetic voice sounded like it was coming from someone who had been sick for a long

time.