"Can't you just sit down and talk it out?" asked the driver.

Deirdre shuddered suddenly. 'This morning? Didn't that mean that Brendan spent a whole night looking for me?'

The sooner Brendan found out, the more furious he was, not to mention he hadn't slept all night. Brendan couldn't hold it in and not take revenge on her!

Fear spread from the soles of Deirdre's feet to her whole body as she watched the driver open the door to leave. She bravely struggled desperately to explain, "I am not together with him!"

Deirdre said angrily, "He is not my boyfriend! I have nothing to do with him! He is forcibly kidnapping me and imprisoning me! Mister, I beg you, call the police immediately!"

She was really afraid that her life would be made a living hell!

The driver paused when he got into the car. Regardless of how she struggled, Brendan continued to carry her.

"Call the police?" Emotions flashed in Brendan's dark eyes, and he smirked. "You murdered someone, and I was the one who did ever