“Sam.” Brendan interrupted Sam, his expression icy cold. “You’ve been deceived by her too.”

He sneered through his tightly-clenched teeth. “Deirdre made you come to me because she wanted to use today’s plot to guilt me, of course. Then, she would lead me to put the blame on Charlene bit by bit.

"She is the kind of woman who uses unscrupulous tactics to achieve what she wants from the start. On the other hand, I’ve also almost caused the death of Charlene for a nobody like her!”

The anger of being deceived and the guilt of almost causing his savior’s death filled his chest. He felt his head spinning and clenched his fists tightly.

He walked toward Deirdre’s room with swift strides and kicked the door.

Deirdre was not asleep, but she tensed up at the commotion of the door. Before she could react to the situation, Brendan’s hands were already clutching her throat ferociously.

“Ugh…”

The feeling of suffocation flooded her entire body, and her neck would be broken at any moment if