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Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 889
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Chapter 889 Brendan was Hopeless

Brendan remained silent.

Deirdre smiled and replied, "Mr. Griffin, I didn't know that you knew so much. Do you think power can override the

law? It seems like you've done this kind of thing a lot before, using your power to settle certain matters?"

Feeling a pang, Desmond shouted, "Shut up!" "Who are you telling to shut up?" retorted Brendan as his smile faded.

Desmond was at a loss for words.

At that moment, Deirdre hooked her arm around Brendan’s and said, "Let it go, Bren. It's understandable that Mr.

Griffin is upset when his thoughts have been exposed. Don't forget that we're only here to congratulate Mr. Griffin

today. I believe he's open-minded enough not to care about the two of us talking, right?"

Deirdre’s words put Desmond in a position whereby he would be seen as a petty man if he were to be enraged.

Clenching his fists, Desmond recalled something and held back. "Do as you please! I don't have time to cater to

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you!"

Desmond turned and walked away, followed by several board members.

The rest also scattered. It was as if Desmond had already established himself as the new CEO while Brendan was

merely a failed shareholder.

Deirdre frowned and asked, "Isn’t the Brighthall Group part of the Brighthalls? Why is Desmond daring to provoke

you like this?" 'The Brighthalls indeed found the Brighthall Group, but my mother doesn't have much real power in

the group. Moreover, my father gave the shares my mother had given him to outsiders." "Outsiders?"

Brendan's gaze grew cold, and he didn’t intend to dwell further on the question. "Are you hungry?"

Deirdre knew he didn’t want to continue with the topic, so she nodded. "A little." "I'll take you to get something to

eat."

Brendan naturally took Deirdre’s hand and led her to another side.

Meanwhile, Desmond secretly called over one of the board members and demanded, "Call the police and tell them

there's a suspect here. Have them come and arrest her!"

The board member was taken aback. "Mr. Griffin, isn’t that too much?" 'What's wrong with that? Do you want this

matter to be known to the public?” "It's an internal banquet today, and everyone here is smart enough not to let

the news leak out. If we call the police, we won't be able to proceed with the banquet..." replied the board member

with hesitation.

"Since Brendan is here, he doesn't want me to proceed with the banquet!" Desmond sneered. "If you are unwilling,

you can't be the one in charge of this year's project with the Smiths..." "Alright, I got it." The board member nodded

immediately.

Following that, the board member hurried out.

Desmond stared at Deirdre and Brendan in the corner, his eyes burning with ambition. The only outcome for those

who stood in his way was defeat!

Initially, the company's top management and employees were somewhat wary of Brendan, who was still the CEO of

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the Brighthall Group a few days ago.

But after Desmond took the stage and spoke like the true person in power, and the former CEO was head over

heels for a woman, many people instantly understood the situation-Brendan was truly hopeless.

A person who was completely enticed by women and didn't even consider fighting for his position was not qualified

to lead the Brighthall Group toward a more glorious future.

When the group of people became clearer about the situation, their attitude toward Brendan became much more

indifferent. The top management no longer came to talk to him, just passing by without even looking at him.

Deirdre felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

She couldn't believe that Brendan could become like this.

She was wondering what he thought about the condition.

Deirdre looked up as Brendan fed her another bite of dessert. Upon sensing something was amiss, Brendan asked,

"What's wrong?" "I was just thinking... Are you feeling rather unbalanced inside? After all, they're all your

employees, but in the end, they're all fawning over Desmond."