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Chapter 596 Invitation From the Kings
"He has been a lunatic from the start!" Cillian scolded in anger before he ordered Wynne, "Handle the projects that
we're collaborating on with Ronan first by getting someone to take over as soon as possible. As for Mystic Midnight,
I'll reach out to my connections to help as much as I can.
"Sure!"
"As for Brendan..." Cillian suddenly remembered something, turned around to look in the direction of the living
room, and found Declan sitting alone. His gaze dimmed abruptly, and a sharp glint glistened in his eyes.
"Leave it to me."
The next day, the news of Ronan's detainment reached Deirdre's ears.
She did not look into it on purpose, but it caused such a huge commotion that the news was reporting it as soon as
she turned on the television.
Mystic Midnight was in trouble as well.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtDeirdre was well aware of who did this.
She felt rather surprised and found it slightly strange. When Brendan got out of the bathroom, she asked, "Mr.
Lane's case, did you do it?"
Brendan furrowed his eyebrows involuntarily upon hearing the name." Hmm."
"How about Mystic Midnight, then?"
"Same."
Deirdre lowered her gaze. "What is your motive?"
Before Brendan could answer, she said, "It's not just to punish Mr. Lane, right? I believe that you may have other
motives. Otherwise, you didn't have to go as far as to get Mystic Midnight involved as well."
Brendan took two more glances at Deirdre. He did it not only to punish Ronan but also to pave the way for Declan.
The incident gave him a very good excuse to do that, albeit it was too advanced.
He did not answer the question, but his phone on the table rang. He checked the caller ID and put the call on
speaker. "Mr. King.”
Deirdre raised her head abruptly to look in the phone's direction.
Gillian’s eagerly solicitous laughter came from the speaker. "Are you still in Eastgene, Mr. Brighthall?”
"Yes. I haven't managed to get around to buying flight tickets. Why?"
"That's wonderful." Cillian said, "My parents are deeply grateful for Miss McKinnon's help with the Kings during the
party, and they would like to express their gratitude in person by having you and Miss McKinnon over for a meal
tomorrow. I wonder if you have the time to do that?"
"Tomorrow, huh?"
"Yes." Cillian smiled. "Our families had a rather close relationship from the start. We should just find time in our busy
lives to gather and use this opportunity to welcome you to Eastgene with a meal. What do you think, Mr.
Brighthall?"
Brendan furrowed his eyebrows tightly. He still had affairs to handle for the time being, so he would not be
returning to Neve within a short period of time. Hence, it would be inappropriate for him to decline Ci Ilian's
invitation.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe could only ask hesitantly, "Will Declan be there?"
'Yes." Cillian immediately said, "However, the boy doesn't enjoy showing himself in public, so I figure he will only join
the meal when it's time. If you’re not fond of him, I'll ensure he doesn't join the meal by then. What do you think,
Mr. Brighthall?"
Brendan said coldly, "Forget it. You should do it on purpose, so he won't feel I'm targeting him. We are only
strangers."
'Yes, yes, yes," said Cillian. "Shall I send someone to pick you two up tomorrow, then?"
"Sure. I'll send you the address."
After hanging up the call, Brendan's movements of tying his tie slowed down.
Deirdre could feel that something was off about the invitation.
It would be too pretentious for Cillian to use the words 'deeply grateful' because he should hate her for ruining his
plan.
Yet, they could not figure out a more suitable answer within a short period. As such, they could only regard the
invitation as Cillian trying to connect with Brendan to form a close relationship.
After all, it would be better to make Brendan an ally than an enemy. Meanwhile, the doorbell of the hotel room
suddenly rang.
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