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Chapter 616 Apologize to My Son
Brendan jerked his head up, and his pupils constricted. "Why did you come out of the car?"
Deirdre ignored him and continued to press on. "If someone from the outside learns that I was drugged today, it
won’t do any good to any of us here. So, can you tell me what you will do about it?”
Mr. King Sr. set his jaw tightly. After a short while, he took a deep breath and said, "Of course, I'll give you a
satisfactory answer and bring the proprietor to justice. After Declan returns, I'll ask him to go to your side and kneel
to apologize to you. If you're still unhappy about it, you can just send him to prison."
Deirdre chuckled. "Things have come to this point, and you still want to protect Cillian?"
"I don't know what you are talking about, Miss McKinnon," replied Mr. King Sr.
"No, you are well aware," Deirdre said without hesitation. "You are well aware that the one who drugged me wasn't
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtDeclan."
Perhaps Cillian had too much confidence in the drug because his plan was full of flaws.
If Declan was the one who had drugged her, why would he let himself get drugged as well? Besides, he was just an
illegitimate son whom his family did not respect. There was no way he could threaten a maid with her job.
Mr. King Sr. looked at Deirdre squarely and said, "If it isn't Declan's doing, then it must be that maid!"
Deirdre was truly disappointed in Mr. King Sr.
"So, you're not going to hand your son over to us?"
"Why should I hand him over to you?" Mr. King Sr. said, "If you think Cillian is the one who set you up, then show me
the proof. If you can bring me the proof, I won’t stop you from taking him away. However, you guys don’t have any
evidence now, and you pin the blame on him? There’s no way I will let you do that. Do you think all of us from the
Kings are a bunch of pushovers?"
He knocked his cane on the floor a few times. As the former patriarch of the Kings, he was definitely not weak
when it came to intimidating others.
Deirdre closed her eyes and opened them up again after a short while. "We indeed don't have any evidence to
prove that Mr. King is the mastermind behind this."
Mr. King Sr. squinted and let out a cold smirk.
Deirdre continued. "But similarly, you don’t have the evidence to prove that he isn't the one who did it either."
Mrs. King had just returned from her call when she heard what Deirdre said. She was shaking with anger as she
said, "That's pure slander!"
She rushed over to Cillian, and it was only then Brendan let Cillian go.
Cillian was on the verge of losing consciousness. Blood was foaming from his mouth, and his nose was broken.
Mrs. King’s eyes turned bloodshot as she roared, "I want you all to apologize to my son!"
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBrendan wiped the blood off his hand and walked up to Deirdre. He offered them a cold smirk and said, "Yes, he
needs to apologize. After he has recovered, I hope he’ll come and apologize to Deirdre."
"Brendan, it seems like we can't reach an agreement today," said Mr. King Sr.
"You're right."
He clenched tightly at his cane and said, "Don't you forget that you're in Eastgene now. Do you think you can get
out of here safely after offending so many people?"
'Well, we won’t know if we don’t try," Brendan replied confidently. Ever since he was forced to inherit his family
business after his father passed away, he had never been afraid of anyone before.
After all, people always forced him not to look back. Therefore, he could only keep moving forward. Even if he was
walking toward a cliff, he had a way of forging a tall building under his feet.
Mr. King Sr. laughed coldly. "Alright. Let's see then."
Deirdre's knees went weak, and she fell down after she came out of the mansion.
Brendan acted rapidly and grabbed her into his arms. With a frown on his forehead, he asked, "Are you alright?"
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