Chapter 864 Miss McKinnon Has...Pleaded Guilty!
"I've already told you from the start that if I were Miss McKinnon, I would not only hate you but also possibly kill
you."
Brendan felt bitterness in his throat. "That is why I've always been doing my best to make up for my mistake, but I
didn't expect something like this to happen in the middle."
Declan said, "I feel that the only troubling part about this incident is that the shoving incident is real. If Charlene
insists on the investigation, it will be very hard for Deirdre to walk free." "However, Charlene isn't injured severely.
In addition, Miss McKinnon is pregnant, so she won't be sent to prison. We will only need to delay the conviction, and
we will stand a chance at turning the tables."
Brendan's dark eyes dimmed. "I know. I've already tampered with the video clip by blurring it. In addition, the
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtguests of the party are on my side. We can totally claim that Charlene was intoxicated and confused..."
At the same time Declan nodded, he said hesitantly, "However, we will need Miss McKinnon to work with us on this.
Are you sure Miss McKinnon is still willing to trust you now?"
Brendan was stunned for a moment. Before he could speak, Sam suddenly ran into the house, his eyes filled with
panic.
Brendan had never seen Sam behave this way, and his heart was racing.
Soon, Sam said anxiously, "Sir, Mr. King, this is bad! Miss McKinnon has... pleaded guilty!"
It felt like a bomb exploding in everyone's hearts.
Brendan sat on the sofa rigidly and thought about the woman's hateful gaze and her words.
'You should die. I will never let you have the child, even if it means I have to be sentenced to life in prison!"
Her hatred completely suffocated Brendan at the time, and now that he thought about it, he came to realize that
she was prepared to do so from the start.
She would rather be in prison with the child than be affiliated with him.
Brendan felt his heart wrench in pain. He had to bend forward to put pressure on his chest to maintain his sobriety.
His eyes were reddened with tears, and he had to calm himself for a while before he raised his head to look at
Declan's concerned gaze.
"Are you alright?"
Declan was well aware of how unpleasant Brendan felt now because he had experienced despair and struggles in
love too.
He spared no effort in making up to the woman, yet in the end, it was all for nothing. In addition, the woman whom
he loved deeply loathed him so much that she wanted him dead.
"I’m fine." Brendan calmed himself with great effort and stood up. "I'm going to see her."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmDeclan hesitated for a while. "Brendan, I think it would be better for me to go now. Miss McKinnon may not
necessarily listen to you. In fact, she may not even necessarily want to meet you." "However, I can't just do
nothing." Brendan lowered his eyes. 'This is between Deirdre and me, so I will have to handle it personally."
Declan understood Brendan's intention and did not comment further.
Brendan decided that he would rest on the sofa until the next morning because it was already midnight, and he was
afraid that he would disturb Deirdre's rest.
It was still in the same spot as before. Deirdre sat over there and did not look that different from yesterday other
than her lips appearing paler.
Brendan calmed himself before he walked over. He did not mention the guilty plea, but he furrowed his eyebrows
and said, "Why are your lips so pale? Did you catch a cold, or did you not rest much?"
Deirdre kept quiet for two seconds before looking up. "If you're here just to put on such a boring show, I'm leaving."
She stood up while Brendan suppressed his discomfort and said, "Can't I show some care for you?"
Deirdre stopped while Brendan said, "You may hate me, Deirdre. In fact, I will totally support you in tormenting and
punishing me. After all, I did so many wrong things. However, you shouldn't punish yourself. Can your health
withstand being in prison for the second time?"