Chapter 522 I Wonât Force You into Making Your Decision, Okay?
âOne thingâs for sure. I donât want anything to do with him.â
Kyran steadied his breath and turned the steering wheel. âIf this is the origin of your hangup, then you d onât have to worry about it at all. Brendan will never know that youâre alive. Not in his entire lifetime.â
Deirdreâs eyes widened. She was taken aback and pretty perplexed. âWhereâs that confidence coming f rom?â
He studied her calmly. âYou said it yourself. Charlene did all of this for Brendan. Her motive was to ens ure that youâll never be near him. In other words, itâs well within her motive to ensure Brendan knows nothing ab out the abduction plot or your whereabouts. If he learns about the abduction and that sheâs the one behind it, do you know how
bad her positionâs going to be?â
Deirdre bit her lips. âHe has a point, butâ¦â
âDo you really think sheâs capable of hiding the whole plot from him?â she asked under her breath.
Kyran chuckled regretfully. âI wouldnât underestimate her if I were you. Sheâs good at keeping many things in the dark.â
He knew she would ruminate on her decision again, so he quickly added, âYou also forget that youâre not alone. You have me. Iâll communicate with t he cops and make sure that you remain anonymous.
âLook, Iâm not going to force you into a decision. What Iâm saying is just do what your heart tells you to.
Ask yourself, does Charlene McKinney deserve to be brought to justice?â
Deirdre clenched her hands into fists and exhaled a long, long breath. Was there anything to hold her back anymore?
âKyran, I want⦠I want to inform the police! I want Charlene to be brought to justice!â
Kyranâs gaze softened. He held her nipping fingers and squeezed them gingerly before letting go. âGood. Iâll come with you.â
In truth, he had been driving them back to the police station. A few minutes later, the car stopped at the entrance. The two strode back into the hall, to the previous pol ice officerâs surprise. âMr., uh, Reed? Miss McKinnon? Whatâs the matter?â
Deirdre balled her hands into fists in embarrassment. âUh, I suddenly recalled who that person was in
mid- journey, so we returned.â
The police officerâs eyes twinkled. âReally? Thatâs awesome! Come on in!â
He almost could not contain his excitement. As soon as they fell into their seats, he asked, âSo, who was it?â
Deirdre took a deep breath. âHer name is Charlene McKinney.â
The police officer was stunned. âWait, what?â
âDeirdre, Charlene legally changed her name,â reminded Kyran.
âChanged her name? Oh. Of course. To the public, âCharlene McKinneyâ has been incarcerated. She m ust have reinvented her identity so she can marry Brendan without any hitch or drama.â
âWho is she now, then?â
Kyran replied, âCharli McKinsey.â
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The police officer shot a glance at Kyran and back at Deirdre. He typed the name into his laptop.â McKin HâAâRâL- Whoa! The famous socialite of Neve? Or-â
âBrendan Brighthallâs fiancee.â Deirdre finished his sentence. Then, a little apprehensively, she added, âI The police officer laughed dryly. âDifficult how?â
âThe fact that sheâs connected to Brendan. Itâs very likely that he will try to protect Charli from the law.â
At present, the police officerâs stare at Kyran was filled with shock. Still, he managed to recover enough
Mr. Brighthallâs actual, wife, the state still has the authority to arrest her as long as she committed a crime. There is but one concern, thoughâ¦â