Chapter 213 She Was Nothing to Him When the woman was done speaking, she went straight to the bathroom.
The staff member let out a cough after noticing that Deirdre was still sitting in the same spot absentmindedly. She said, âMiss, since youâre working for Mr. Brighthall, it means that youâre no fool.
You should understand the situation and leave. Thereâs a sofa in the lobby outside, and when itâs over, Mr.
Brighthall will let you back in the room.â
âUnderstand what?
âUnderstand that Brendan has taken a fancy to a woman and that theyâre going to carry out a transaction?â
Deirdre felt nauseous, and her entire body felt unwell. She propped herself up on the sofa and stood up. If this was Brendanâs choice, she did not have the right to feel any resentment.
After all, she was nothing to him.
She walked out the door by feeling the wall, and her actions stunned the staff member. âYouâre blind?â
Deirdre did not answer the staff member but she continued to feel about the area right in front of her.
The staff member was in a daze.
âBrendan actually has a blind woman by his side? Is she really his assistant or servant?â
She suddenly felt uneasy in her heart but she did not have the courage to procrastinate as soon as she remembered Mr. Gullâs order. She hastily shut the door.
On the other hand, Deirdre ran her hand along the wall by herself. She could not see, and the surrounding environment was totally new to her. She walked ahead, relying on her instinct, only to bump into the hotelâs security guard.
âIâm sorry, Iâm sorry!â The security guard apologized repeatedly. He raised his head but he was stunned when he saw Deirdreâs extremely hideous face.
The hotel had been specifically built for tourism development, so it had yet to open to the public officially. The people staying in the hotel today were all influential figures.
He was astonished by Deirdreâs appearance, in addition to her non-branded attire, and he could confirm that Deirdre was not the female companion of an influential figure.
âWhere did you come from?â The security guard was convinced that the woman had snuck into the hotel. â Why are you walking around the corridor of the tenth floor aimlessly? Are you trying to steal something?â
âNo! Iâm not!â Deirdre defended herself with all her might.
âYouâre not? Who brought you in here?â The security guardâs hostility was very apparent.
Deirdre said, âBrendan Brighthall.â
âBrendan Brighthall?â The security guard recognized Brendanâs name but sniggered after taking one more glance at Deirdreâs face. âYou claim that Brendan Brighthall brought you here? You should think twice before you make up a lie. Think about your status and Mr. Brighthall. Would a man like him take you to a hotel? Dream on! You must have snuck in here!â
Someone came and inquired about the situation. The security guard pointed at Deirdre and said, âI donât know where this wornan came from but she has been wandering around the tenth floor on her own, and I suspect that sheâs trying to steal something.â
âKick her out of here, quick! Thereâs a party taking place in the banquet hall on the first floor. Donât let her get there and scare the guests with her face!â
âSure.â The security guard pulled Deirdre into the elevator by her arm without any concern for her, despite her struggle. He pulled her all the way to the back before he shoved her down on the ground.
âTake a good look and see what kind of place this is. A person like you doesnât deserve to enter it in her lifetime. How dare you sneak into the hotel. Itâs fortunate that I managed to get to you first. Youâre not allowed to come near this place again. If you do, Iâll beat you up until no one can recognize you anymore!â The security guard left after scolding her.
Deirdre got up from the ground and felt the howling cold wind blowing on her skin. It felt bitter and painful. She felt her surroundings in confusion, but it was an unfamiliar place and she could not see.
anything.
All sorts of emotions merged in her, including fear and confusion. She could not help trembling when she felt ice-cold droplets of rain on her head.
âItâs going to rain.
âI suppose this is when bad turns to worse? When youâre down on your luck, everything goes bad.â
Deirdre mocked herself in her head but could not even curl her lips into a smirk. The rain grew heavier yet she could not find a place to hide from the rain. She took a few steps forward when she tripped over a step and fell violently on the ground.