"Deirdre won't agree."

On the one hand, Brendan was afraid of his uncontrollable state.

On the other hand, he was concerned about what Deirdre would feel.

"She was already so furious that she left after only seeing us in the same room. How can she accept this..."

"Ms. McKinnon indeed hates me, but is that really more important than your health, Mr. Brighthall?" Emily tried to persuade him softly. "What's more, as long as you tell Ms. McKinnon clearly, I believe she will agree for your sake."

Brendan had mixed emotions. "Let me think about it again. The most urgent thing now is to find Deirdre."

He found that man's figure somewhat familiar but couldn't remember who it was for a while. At this time, the staff who came to clean up the mess saw the contents of the screen at a glance.

"Isn't this Mr. Fionn? When he came yesterday, I even greeted him."

…

As soon as Fionn came out of the company, he met Brendan, who was full of hostility. He trembled in fear and wanted to cry, but