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Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 423
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Chapter 423 The Cigarette Brand That He Likes

Deirdre felt that there was a lump in her throat.

Why would that woman say Kyran was Brendan?

Before she could figure out the woman’s intention, she felt like there was a prick inside of her. If she couldn’t get to

the bottom of this, she couldn’t open her heart up and be together with Kyran.

“Okay, I promise you, Kyran. I won’t leave your side, I… I just need you to give me some time to figure. something

out,” Deirdre said after taking a deep breath. “After I’ve found the answer, I’ll accept you wholeheartedly.”

Kyran did not say anything in return. He just tightened his arms around her.

Deirdre buried her head into his chest. Suddenly, something crossed her mind, and she asked, “Oh yeah, Tobey told

me that he said something terrible to you. Is that true?”

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Kyran was stunned. He paused for a moment and typed, “I don’t care.“

“Are you sure?” Deirdre chuckled. “If you really didn’t care, you wouldn’t have reacted like that. Anyway, Tobey and

I are just friends. I’m asking him to help me out with a favor. He knows he’s wrong, so he has apologized to me. I’ve

already forgiven him, so you should do the same too.”

Kyran tightened his arms around Deirdre. It took him a while before he typed on his phone. “I don’t know if you

trust me or not, but I’m not angry with him, Deirdre. I was just angry with myself. You wouldn’t have to ask Tobey

for help if I was more capable.”

“You’re so silly.” Deirdre patted his back.

They hugged each other for a long while, and none of them spoke.

After a while, Declan cleared his throat and shattered the silence. “I know I shouldn’t interrupt this lovely. moment,

but there are others here. I’m sure you don’t want to misguide those minors, right?”

Deirdre felt embarrassed and released Kyran.

“What brought you here at this hour?” asked Kyran.

“Why do I have a feeling that you’re blaming me for interrupting you and Miss McKinnon?” Declan said, gnashing

his teeth in exasperation, “Have you forgotten that I’m the cupid who matched you two up? Even if I don’t have

anything to discuss with you today, you can’t treat me this way, let alone I do have something to tell you.”

Before Kyran could reply, Declan waved his hand and continued. “Let’s go in first. I want to discuss something with

you about our project at Alnwick.”

As Deirdre was going into the room with them, she suddenly stopped in her tracks.

She looked around and felt for the trash can. After taking a deep breath, she stuck her arm into it.

The silver lining was that the trash can was cleaned up regularly. There wasn’t much rubbish inside, and she soon

found the cigarette Kyran had thrown in earlier. She pulled out the tissue paper in her pocket and wrapped it in.

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She still remembered the brand of cigarettes that Brendan enjoyed. It was called Winston. It was a rather popular

local brand of cigarette in Neve in the past. When it nearly went out of business, it was funded by Brendan and

became a famous tobacco brand under the Brighthall Group.

It was the only brand of cigarettes that Brendan enjoyed, and Kyran had only come back from Germia.

There was no way he would come across Winston, so…

Deirdre carefully put it into her pocket. When she went into the room, Declan was still talking to Kyran.

However, since it was already late, he just briefly told Kyran what had happened and then decided to leave.

“Let me walk you to the exit, Mr. King.” Deirdre rose to her feet.

“It’s okay.” Declan said, teasing her, “A certain person isn’t happy with me for interrupting you guys just now if you

walk me to the exit, I guess he’ll cut ties with me tomorrow.”

Deirdre felt embarrassed and lowered her head. “Stop teasing me like that, Mr. King.”

“Alright, alright. I can walk myself out. I’ll come back tomorrow. Have a good rest.” Declan laughed.