Chapter 281 Sheâs Going to Die Brendan kept quiet for a long time before he answered, âThis is the last time, I promise.â
Madam Brighthall refused to believe his promise. She left, slamming the door, ready to rush over to the police station.
Brendan and Sam were left in the room.
It was apparent that Sam had not expected that the situation would progress to this extent. He asked in an exploratory manner, âSo what should we do now, Mr. Brighthall?â
âHead to the police station and figure out a way for me to speak with Deirdre.â
Sam nodded. He turned around to head out when Brendan called out to him. âAlso, please help me look into Opheliaâs incident one year ago. Find out what happened after her house was taken back.â
âSure.â
Charlene had just arrived at the police station with the lawyer when Madam Brighthall followed her. At the same time, Deirdre was brought in.
There was no telling if it was due to the three tormenting days in the holding cell or because she had not met her in a long time, but her appearance had changed.
One could definitely describe her body as skin and bones, and an ordinary piece of clothing would fit her body very loosely and look empty, just like her still eyes contained no emotion.
Madam Brighthall felt her heart wrench in a tinge of pain at the sight of Deirdre. She could not figure out why she would feel this way, as she knew that she loathed the woman.
She loathed Deirdre for almost killing her son and hated her for turning her initially perfect family into a chaotic mess.
âMadam Brighthall, take a seat and have a cup of coffee. Donât worry, weâre only going to ask a few simple questions. If Ms. McKinney is innocent, we will put an end to this today.â
Madam Brighthall knew that Brendan would handle the matter concisely and efficiently, so she waited aside patiently. The lawyer interacted with the police officer, and during the conversation, Deirdre suddenly lost her temper and said, âWhat do you mean thereâs no evidence? Iâm not Charlene McKinney, but she is. Isnât that evidence?â
The lawyer was unbothered. âOne can change their name, and a name doesnât mean anything.
Besides, Ms. McKinney has an alibi. She wasnât in Neve on the day of the accident, so how was she involved in the hit-and-run? On the other hand, do you know that defamation and false information are also crimes?â â
âWhat are you talking about?â Deirdre was already in a frantic state after waiting for two days, only to receive this outcome. In addition, her mind was unstable, so she charged toward the lawyer.
She had only taken a few steps before she was pinned against the table.
She was skinny, and the people restraining her were strong. The intense pain of the restraints made her convulse and gag constantly.
Madam Brighthall could not bear to watch anymore. She was about to speak when Charlene blocked her view. âMother, Iâm sorry for making you worry. Fortunately, the lawyer is very experienced, so I can leave now. As for Ms. McKinnon, she tried to drag everyone down with her apart from attempting to kill Brendan. She has gone too far, and we shouldnât feel any pity for her.â
âYouâre right. A woman like her deserves to be punished so she can learn to behave herself.â Madam Brighthall was still frowning deeply despite her remark. She felt very uneasy in her heart but she convinced herself not to feel pity as soon as she remembered the things that Deirdre had done.
âLetâs go.â
Both of them left, and Sam rushed into the police station soon. He hastily ran over to shove away the people pinning Deirdre against the table when he saw Deirdre pinned on the table on her belly. âWhat are you doing? Sheâs going to die if you use so much strength on her!â
Sam was furious. Those people immediately loosened their grip, looking displeased. âShe isnât emotionally stable. If we hadnât pinned her down properly, she would have gone ahead and beaten up the lawyer. Then, she would have been charged with one more crime.â
The person speaking was right. However, Sam felt his heart wrench in pain and he was worried sick at the sight of Deirdreâs ghastly face and the way she was suffocating from the pain.