The sharp edges of the photos cut through Declan’s skin, leaving a sharp wound on his cheek.He frowned and looked at the stack of photos on the floor. In the next second, his pupils constricted. Holding Brendan’s arm, Deirdre asked, “What’s the matter?”Brendan looked at the photos and said, “Declan is hugging that woman in the photo.”“What? But how is that possible?” Deirdre was stunned. “Of course, it’s impossible,” replied Brendan. “So something is definitely fishy here, but these photos aren’t photoshopped.”If these photos were photoshopped, then it would be too easy to expose the lie. This was certainly not what Cillian wanted.Declan raised his head and said, “It’s true that the person in the photo is me, but I can assure you guys that nothing happened between us. I was drunk at that time and nearly passed out. There was no way I could’ve done anything. Fionn can be my witness.” “Everyone knows that Fionn is your assistant,” Cillian said impassively. “He’ll only hel
Mr. King Sr. was the first one to come around to his senses. He was overwhelmed by his rage as he covered his chest with his hand and said, “H… How dare you go against my words! If you refuse to do as you’re told, you can get out of the Kings now. You aren’t fit to be known as a King!”Declan said, “I’ve never touched her before, so I don’t need to bear any responsibility, and I’ll not marry her!”Cillian chuckled. “How bold of you to say that, Declan. Look at all the evidence in front of you. There’s nothing you can change, even if you don’t want to admit it. As a man, you should take the consequences of your own deeds. You shouldn’t make our family a laughingstock in the city.”Declan looked at him and clenched his fists tightly. “I can understand other people since they aren’t there when things happen, but you were there too. Look at this picture. This is the private room you brought me to during a celebration. You were also present at that time. Would I have done anything with t
Mrs. King’s expression was dark. Just as she was about to summon the security guard to get her out of there, Cillian spoke. “Miss McKinnon, I think this matter has nothing to do with you, right? You shouldn’t think that you can have everything your way just because you’re Mr. Brighthall’s plus-one. Whether or not there is another story in this matter, we’ll figure it out ourselves.”“She’s Mr. Brighthall’s partner? Is he talking about Brendan?”“I see. No wonder she’s so bold. So, she has someone to back her up.”When Mrs. King heard that Deirdre was with Brendan, she had no other choice but to swallow her anger.As for Brendan, he just dusted his sleeves and said, “Stop it, Deirdre.”Even though he sounded like he was admonishing Deirdre, everyone could see that he was actually supporting her.If he really did not care about her, he would have asked someone to get her out instead of asking her to stop. “No,” Deirdre replied gently. “If it was someone else, I probably wouldn't
“Of course I did!” Cillian smiled coldly at Deirdre as he waited for her to fall into his trap. “If you don’t believe it, you can check the surveillance camera. Wynne, go get the surveillance footage of Mystic Midnight for us.”Wynne went to do Cillian’s bidding. After roughly ten minutes, he came back and whispered into Cillian’s ear. Wearing a shocked expression on his face, Cillian said, “What? The footage has somehow been deleted?”Yes…” Wynne said, “The people from Mystic Midnight said…”“Just say it. Stop wasting our time!”Wynne gnashed his teeth and said, “They all said it’s Declan who ordered them to delete the footage.”Everyone gasped in surprise when they heard what Wynne said. “Isn't this enough to prove everything? If Declan really didn't do anything, why would he ask them to delete the footage?”“Yeah. It seems like he isn’t innocent.”A commotion broke out in the crowd.Deirdre knew that this was what Cillian was aiming for. After all, if he hadn’t struck a de
“What do you mean?” The woman was shaking with anger. “You're saying I'm slandering Declan while disregarding my reputation? He didn't ask to delete the footage on the spot. He did it later!”Declan, who had been silent the whole time, chimed in and said, “You’re wrong. I’ve never visited Mystic Midnight again after I left.”“What?” “Besides, it occurs to me that you don’t know a drunk man well. Based on the video, I was very drunk and could barely stand on my own. There’s no way I could get any reaction in that situation, so how could I have sex with you?”“I…” The woman was stumped. She was so nervous that beads of sweat were beginning to form on her forehead.Cillian frowned. He knew his plan had failed, so he turned around and said to the woman, “How dare you! How could you slander my brother with these photos?”“No! No! I didn’t!”Cillian looked at her coldly and continued. “You didn’t? There are plenty of loopholes in your story. If it hadn’t been for Miss McKinnon, the K
Deirdre leaned on his side and answered, “Nothing much. Mr. King is here to thank me for his younger brother’s incident.”At the mention of Declan, Brendan furrowed his eyebrows and said in an extremely displeased tone, “It was inappropriate for me to speak in the witness of everyone earlier. What is your relationship with Declan that you have to help him like that? You made up a poor excuse even.”He sounded jealous, as if he was extremely displeased about his woman showing herself in public to defend another man. Cillian’s expression was unfathomable, while Deirdre said in a coquettish tone, “What do you mean by I made a poor excuse? You can ask Mr. King whether Declan helped me if you don’t believe me.”“She’s right.” Cillian recovered from his surprise and nodded. “A drunkard charged into the female toilet and behaved unkindly toward Miss McKinnon. My younger brother went to stop the drunkard after hearing the commotion. I immediately sent someone to deal with the drunkard as
Brendan was still as arrogant and proud as usual. His dark, jewel-like pupils were burning with wild anger, yet Cillian was incapable of refuting him. It was because Brendan did have the capability to be all-domineering indeed. “Why do you want to have an extra enemy when you can have a friend?” Cillian chuckled forcefully. “When Mr. Lane comes to realize this, he will acknowledge that he owes you a favor and will certainly figure out ways to compensate you by then! Please do it out of respect for me too, Mr. Brighthall—”In the next moment, Cillian was rendered speechless by Brendan’s cold gaze. “I’m afraid that you’ve misunderstood, Mr. King. I always get what I want with my own capability, and there is no reason I need to do it on someone’s charity. Since he did this, he will need to pay the corresponding price.”Brendan pulled out his phone. Deirdre came to realize the situation and spoke to stop him. “Forget it, Brendan.”She furrowed her eyebrows and did not wish that Br
Deirdre did not drink, indeed. She would only put on an act by holding a glass without taking a sip.She was afraid that she would get drunk, make a fool of herself, and do something strange in Brendan’s presence. She was even more afraid that the man would behave indecently toward her and that she would not be able to resist him. Yet now, there was no telling if she was trying to help out Declan or if she wanted to get a drink. She smiled and said, “It’s fine. I’ll be fine with just a few sips.”Cillian narrowed his eyes subconsciously upon hearing that. His gaze dimmed bit by bit as he watched them clink glasses until only a veiled glint glistened in his eyes.They did not manage to chat much before Brendan came back. His flawlessly handsome face was filled with coldness.Brendan had his hands in his pockets, and he took a glance at Declan before looking away coldly. “We should leave, Deirdre.”“Sure.” Deirdre placed down the glass. “Mr. King, Declan, it’s getting late. We’r