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Chapter 777 They're No Good!
Brendan furrowed his eyebrows. "When did they leave?" "Not long ago!" Henry's answer sprung at the tail-end of
his question." About three or four days ago."
Three or four days ago? Meaning they had left the eastern Surstate and came straight to the west side. It was also
the one blindspot of their manhunt.
Brendan wished he could kick himself for this mistake. A part of him was mocking himself-oh, what lengths his
darling Deirdre would not go to if it meant escaping him!
How were they supposed to survive in the wealthier western Surstate now that Tobey’s bank account had been
frozen?
He shook himself out of his thoughts and finally turned to look Henry in the eyes for the first time. Part of him could
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtnot help but notice how much the man's skin seemed to be glistening under the light. "Do you know where they
went?"
His display of patience made Henry feel honored and special. Brendan was the kind of elite, legendary figure
everyone would scrape their knees to lick his shoes clean for-he was so important, Henry would pretend to know
where Deirdre and Tobey.
He nodded effusively. "Of course I do! They are still in western Surstate, I can assure you!" Henry added, "I've
actually started a manhunt of my own, so you can leave this case to me, Mr. Brighthall. We haven't dug out the
actual address, but my network of acquaintances covered the entirety of Surstate. I'll be able to locate them within
a week!" "A week?" Brendan snapped, displeased. A week felt like a year to him!
Henry gulped. "Uh, six days?"
Brendan flashed him his teeth, his gaze biting. "Your attitude tells me you're not interested in working with the
Brighthall Group." "Five days?"
"Make it three," Brendan ordered before shooting Sam a look. The latter immediately produced a pen and a piece
of paper before writing down their contact details and stuffing it into Henry's bag under his arm.
Henry felt beads of sweat pouring out of his skin. Brendan was more demanding than he had expected. Three
days? How was he supposed to find them in three days?
"Hey, can I ask? Why do you want to look for those two?" he asked gingerly. He remembered Tobey's shifty
behavior akin to a fugitive and thought,' Could it be that those two have managed to offend Mr. Brighthall!?'
His thought then went to the picture of being beaten up, and his spleen rose. "I knew it! Those no-good dispsh*ts!
The only reason why I even tried to help him was that he used to be my schoolmate! I received him and his stupid
girlfriend, but that piece of sh*t-" "Girlfriend?" Brendan narrowed his eyes.
Henry cocked his head and nodded. "Yes! They even admitted to it!"
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A storm immediately shadowed Brendan's mien. The way Henry saw it, the source of that offense... must have
come from Deirdre!
He was already nursing a big, fat grudge against the woman, and now his sycophantic desire to kiss up Brendan
galvanized him into continuing the thread. He began to raise his voice. 'That girlfriend of his, that Deirdre McKinnon,
is a wh*re. Sh*tty HI' b*tch, stinking pick-me sl*t who loves feeling us men up all the f*cking time! She had the galls
to try seducing me when she was staying in the compound, and then played victim and accused me of being a
harassed Ptooey!"
Brendan's eyes suddenly looked up. He trained them at Henry's beaming face, and a smile crept into his lips.
Henry thought it meant he was gaining traction. "When I found her, Mr.
Brighthall, I promise you... You don't even need to dirty your hands. I'll lock that b*tch in a cellar and let her suffer in
the cold darkness myself-"
A punch hit him on his nose like a train, i
It was Sam.
Then, with a crash, Henry's rotund body answered gravity's call as his teeth kissed the floor.
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