The assistant's determination grew stronger. It became evident that Emily still consumed Brendan's thoughts. Despite Deirdre's beauty and excellence, no matter how radiant she appeared, it couldn't compare to the love he had for Emily. The past could never surpass the present."Brendan, where are you? When I went to the hospital, I discovered that you had already been discharged. Why didn't you inform me immediately?" Emily's tone was gentle, but her eyes displayed caution as if facing a formidable foe. She feared that Brendan had gone to find Deirdre."There was an unexpected matter in the company that the other directors couldn't handle. Since I have almost fully recovered, I decided to leave the hospital and go to the office," Brendan replied calmly."I see." Emily seemed relieved, thinking the explanation was reasonable. She calmed down and playfully complained, "You finally get a few days of rest, yet you're still busy with work. It's not good for your health.""I'm resting we
"Brendan, I understand the pain in your heart. Sean is your child and also mine. I've raised him, and I'm deeply saddened when he goes missing. However, we need to move forward. If Sean doesn't come back... are you fine with us not even having a successor in the future?" Emily asked.Brendan's expression turned cold. "Emily, please don't make this kind of joke again. Sean is going to come home."Emily gnashed her teeth and rephrased her words, saying, "I know that he is going to come home, of course. What I'm saying is that it's not a bad idea to let Sean have a younger brother or sister, right?"Moreover, I really want to have a child of my own, Brendan. You can call me selfish or accuse me of going back on my own word, but I hope you can fulfill my wish. I'm worried that I won't be able to make this wish come true if I wait a little longer and age a bit further."Emily lowered herself to him, her beautiful face filled with anticipation.Brendan looked at her face and felt his he
"Hmm." Deirdre tightly clutched the phone. "He insisted I should go alone earlier. I'm afraid he won't agree if you join us."Sterling interjected. "However, Emily learned hypnosis from him. There's no guarantee he won't do something to you.""It'll be fine," Deirdre replied after a moment of silence. "How can we achieve great things without facing risks and challenges? Besides, he seems to have something important to discuss with me, so he won't let me lose consciousness. And don't forget about our plan."Soon, Ryker sent the address.Deirdre showed the address to Sterling, who then drove them there using GPS.They discovered the location was quite a distance from them, definitely not in the city center. It turned out to be a hot spring resort. Upon arrival, they encountered security guards preventing cars without reservations from entering.A staff member approached and said, "I'm sorry, sir and ma'am. We only allow entrance for those with a reservation. Please tell me your nam
‘Memories that are… long forgotten?’Deirdre gazed contemplatively as Ryker hastily left the room. She carefully wrapped up a dessert and hid it in her bag.The door swung open again just three minutes after Ryker's departure.Deirdre was surprised. "Mr. Wight, you're back—"But as she looked up, her voice trailed off. She was in disbelief, her pupils slightly constricting."Brendan? What brought you here?"Brendan appeared in a wheelchair. He was wearing a white suit that accentuated his tall, muscular physique. His handsome face was furrowed, and he exuded a commanding presence."I should be asking you that. What brought you here?" he questioned, thinking he might be mistaken when he saw Deirdre entering the place. He didn't expect her to be so bold.Deirdre regained her composure. "I'm here to meet a friend.""A friend?" Brendan narrowed his eyes. "You mean Ryker? Is he your friend?"You've been abroad for years, so how did you get so close to him?"Deirdre furrowed her e
Brendan displayed an uncanny familiarity with the pathways as if he owned the entire resort.In the blink of an eye, they went from the midway point of the mountain to where a modified Maybach was parked.Brendan lowered his head. "Can you give me a hand?" he asked.Deirdre pursed her lips but helped him into the car anyway, for the sake of the child. She couldn't help but notice the faint medicinal scent on his body, which mingled with the smell of the hot springs.Brendan continued, oblivious to her curiosity. "I've already called the driver. He'll be here shortly. You can get in the car, too."As Deirdre settled into the car, she couldn't resist asking, "Are you feeling... unwell?"Brendan's gaze pierced hers with a sharpness that seemed to probe into her soul.Deirdre patted the seat beside her, only then realizing how narrow the car was."You're concerned about me?" Brendan asked, his eyes narrowing in surprise.Deirdre blushed. "You're overthinking things. It's just that
"Alright, get in the car."The assistant went to open the door to the driver's seat, and Ryker followed him. As the door swung open, Ryker's gaze kept shifting toward Brendan.After the door closed, Ryker stepped back and smiled. "Mr. Brighthall, take care. I'm afraid I haven't been a good host this time. Next time you plan to visit, please let me know beforehand. We'll prepare everything for you, Mr. Brighthall."Brendan nodded slightly, and the car swiftly pulled away.The people behind Ryker didn't seem pleased, judging by their expressions."Mr. Wight, are you really going to let him off the hook? Isn't it suspicious that Ms. McKinnon vanished right after he left the room? I'm nearly certain she hides somewhere in the car!""Where's the evidence?" Ryker narrowed his eyes and watched the car go away.The group exchanged glances, but Ryker actually smiled."Brendan, oh Brendan, Deirdre is your Achilles' heel after all... After acting dumb for so many years, you finally lost y
Brendan's face turned paler as the car swerved off course. Deirdre looked around and realized they were heading toward her neighborhood."Brendan, what's happening?" Deirdre felt confused. "You said you'd take me to get the child. Why are we back here?"The car stopped by Deirdre's house, and Brendan's voice turned cold. "I can't take you to see him right now."Deirdre clenched her teeth upon hearing this. "You liar!"Brendan's expression remained unchanged. "I won't let you see the child unless you listen. Once you agree not to meet Ryker, I'll arrange a meeting."Deirdre's anger flared. "Is blackmail the only way you handle things?"Brendan rubbed his forehead impatiently. "Just get out!"Deirdre angrily slammed the door and stormed out. Brendan took a brief moment, then softly instructed, "Drive."The assistant started the car, and surprisingly, the opposite door swiftly swung open.A four-year-old stepped out, wearing pajamas. His eyes gleamed with clarity, and his face li
Deirdre's face showed a mix of feelings, but more important things needed attention."Let's head to the bedroom first," Sterling agreed, understanding the seriousness.Inside the bedroom, Sterling wasted no time firing questions. "How did you escape? Are you okay? Why did Ryker want you there?"Deirdre felt both amused and exasperated, "You're asking a lot, Sterry. It's hard to know where to begin."Rubbing his forehead, Sterling admitted, "I'm really concerned for you."Deirdre nodded. "No need to worry. I got out safely. Brendan showed up and got me out.""Brendan?" Sterling looked shocked. "Why was he there? And why did he rescue you?""He happened to be there, probably for the hot spring's therapeutic effects. He saved me because he thought Ryker was dangerous."Sterling's expression turned complicated. "But aren't they allies? Would he truly betray Ryker for you?"Deirdre shook her head, "I'm not sure. Brendan trusts Emily, not Ryker. He's suspicious of him. But now's not