Chapter 625 Work Together Deirdre shuddered violently and felt a feeling of disgust that she had never felt before.
âYou pervert!â
Cillian burst out laughing aloud. âIt has been a long time since anyone has called me that way. Itâs no wonder Brendan is so fond of you. You sound as sweet as a nightingaleâs call even when youâre berating someone.â
Deirdre clenched her fists tightly. She knew that it would be useless for her to speak further at this point. It would be a waste of time for her to talk more to a merciless, heartless man like Cillian.
Yet⦠would Brendan come and save her?
She knew the answer but was still feeling uneasy in her heart. She did not want or need Brendan to come, but on the other hand, she was having a hard time enduring Gillianâs torture.
Perhaps she should not have listened to Brendan and come to Eastgene from the start. She had to pay such a great price just to get a divorce.
Afterward, Cillian called up Brendan. It was apparent he had already realized Deirdre had been abducted, yet he sounded unexpectedly calm.
âWhere is she?â
âWhere is she?â Gillianâs eyes were tainted with pride. He took a glance at Deirdre proudly from above.
âShe is with me, of course.â
The voice at the other end of the call quieted down. Deirdre felt her heart sink as well.
A moment later, Brendan asked, âWhat do you want?â
Cillian rubbed his extremely painful face and chuckled in a ghastly manner. âI havenât thought it through for the time being. By the time you get here, I might have found inspiration.â
He said in a warning tone, âCome alone, and donât call the police. Otherwise, all youâll find is Deirdreâs corpse!â
A few seconds later, the call was hung up.
Cillian furrowed his eyebrows and said through his gritted teeth, âBrendan, I want to see if you can still be arrogant later!â
He kept his patience and waited for Brendan to come.
However, not a sound could be heard outside after half an hour.
They were in an abandoned yard without many obstacles in the surroundings. One could see clearly if anyone were to show up a few hundred meters away.
No one came to report to Cillian, meaning there was no progress.
Cillian was growing slightly impatient, but Deirdre was not surprised.
âI told you that he wonât be coming.â
If he were to come, he would not be the selfish, cold, merciless Brendan she knew anymore.
She would not allow herself to resign herself to death, so she raised her head and said,âMr. King, you wonât be able to seek revenge on Brendan even if you wait until the night if you continue to wait.â
Gillianâs patience was exhausted. He grabbed Deirdre by her hair and said, âIt seems that youâre really nothing to Brendan!â
He had placed the wrong bet. Deirdre lowered her eyes and suppressed the sorrow that vanished in her eyes as soon as it appeared.
âThat is natural. After all, Brendan is an egoist. He wonât get himself involved when something doesnât hurt him, so why would he come for me?â
âF*ck!â Cillian could not refrain from cursing aloud. He narrowed his eyes and sized up Deirdre before he clutched her lower jaw strenuously. âWhat should I do then? I canât just be on the losing side for nothing. Since he wonât take the bait, I will punish his woman instead.â
Deirdre took her sweet time to say, âYou can punish me anytime you want, Mr. King. After all, Iâve already been captured by you. However, are you sure that you want to let Brendan off so easily?â
Cillian took a step back and looked at the womanâs calm face. His interest was piqued.
âWhat do you mean?â
âWe should work together. Iâll help you to seek revenge on Brendan, and youâll grant me my freedom.â
Cillian raised an eyebrow and assumed that he had misheard.