"Did you check if you were being followed when you came here today?" asked Ryker.Emily snapped out of her daze. "What?"Ryker cursed to himself, thinking she was being clueless. "Someone was tailing you.""What!?" Emily instantly sobered up, trying to get up, but Ryker pressed her against the railing, keeping her still."Now, if you show even the slightest hint of surprise, people here will notice. He's probably still recording a video. Call Brendan now," Ryker instructed."Are you crazy? Instead of stopping the person in the car, why should I call Brendan?" Emily was confused."Obviously, it's not for Brendan to see us together. When you call Brendan, you'll tie up his line, preventing the person in the car from getting through. Understand?" Ryker smirked.Emily finally grasped the plan and bit her lip as she discreetly took out her phone, dialing Brendan's number.Meanwhile, Ryker maintained a serious expression, playing his part alongside Emily.In the car, Jet saved their

"It's impossible!" Brendan's face turned ice-cold in the darkness, exuding a chilling aura. He firmly repeated, "It is absolutely impossible."Tears welled up in the assistant's eyes as she nodded and said, "Sam just called and asked if he should come back immediately—""Tell him to stay where he is! He must not act without my orders!" Brendan sternly interrupted her."Why?" The assistant couldn't comprehend. "Mr. Jet is currently missing, and having someone reliable by your side like Sam could be of great assistance. It seems like a waste to keep him at that company..."Brendan's face remained cold, and a flicker of emotions passed through his dark eyes, too quick to discern. "There's no need for a why. His loyalty does not lie with me, and I do not require a subordinate who sympathizes with the enemy.""The enemy?" The assistant looked up. "Are you... referring to Ms. McKinnon? But I believe Sam trusts her for a reason.""So, are you suggesting that I made a mistake in this mat

Deirdre, biting her lower lip till it tinged with a hint of red, expressed her reason for seeking out Jet. "I wanted to know what happened to you after you returned from the resort. How could someone change so drastically, forgetting everything that came before and even marrying Emily?"Brendan coldly stared at her, searching for any signs of deception on her face. After a moment, he released her hand.He sneered. "Nothing happened when I returned from the resort. I simply grew tired of you. As for marrying Emily, can't you see that she's more deserving of me than you?""Brendan Brighthall! You heartless b*stard!" Joseph shouted, pinned down in the car. "How can you say such things to Deirdre? She came all this way, enduring hardships while carrying your child, thinking you had your reasons. But in the end, is this how you treat her? She's not worthy of you? Is that your excuse for abandoning her? Then why did you let her get pregnant? Why did you let her bear your child?"Deirdre'

"Why do you resort to death just to demand to see me?" Brendan asked coldly, his tone distant as if he were encountering a stranger.Brendan approached Deirdre, his gaze condescending, his jawline tight, and his dark eyes filled with indifference and impatience.Deirdre felt a pang of disappointment due to his demeanor, but she couldn't let it deter her. She took a deep breath, gathering her courage."I'm willing to go to such lengths because I have no other choice," she replied, her voice steady. "I need to talk to you about Jet's disappearance, about the truth that needs to be uncovered."Brendan's expression remained impassive."There's nothing to discuss," he stated dismissively. "I've already made up my mind about what happened to Jet."Deirdre refused to back down. She looked straight into his eyes, her voice firm. "You can't ignore the fact that I'm carrying your child. Regardless of our personal feelings, the child deserves your attention and care."A flicker of emotion

"Ah!" Brendan threw Deirdre onto the sofa, his forehead tensing with bulging veins. He suppressed his anger, letting the icy coldness in his black eyes reach its peak."Have you said enough?" Brendan squinted. "These are all your one-sided words without any evidence. Why couldn't it be that you used Jet, trapping him in your scheme and causing his disappearance?"Deirdre, I know well about your malice. You've targeted my mother, so what does a mere subordinate mean to you? If you're smart, close your mouth and don't utter a single bad word about Emily Collins. Otherwise, I'll ensure that neither you nor the child in your womb will have any peace."Deirdre immediately covered her lower abdomen, her eyes reddening. "Brendan Brighthall, you b*stard!""I don't need to be a gentleman to deal with you."Brendan picked up his suit jacket, preparing to leave.Deirdre struggled to get up. "When will you let me go?"In two months, she would enter the final stages of pregnancy. During this