Mr. Zimmer watched them for a long time. He wanted to say something but refrained from speaking forcefully.

“If you think your choice is right, you may go on, but it will be difficult for you to remove Desmond from his position when he holds it steadily. I’m with you.”

Upon saying that, he turned around and left.

Deirdre said, “Mr. Zimmer has a good attitude but is exasperated by you.”

“I know.” Brendan was calm and composed.

Deirdre asked, “Do you regret helping me in the hospital? If you were to send someone to help, you would still be safe and sound and would be the Brighthall Group’s ruler now.”

Brendan’s gaze landed on Deirdre’s face with a meaningful look on his face. “My only regret is not helping you when I passed by the room the first time.”

He spoke in a sincere tone, and his gaze was deep.

Deirdre was at a loss for words, so she could only answer, “You will regret it.” Then, she lowered her head to take a sip of her juice.

The party was peaceful. In fact, Deirdre