Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 870

Chapter 870 If Something Bad Were to Happen to You, What Would Happen to Her Then?

The group of people changed their expressions drastically out of astonishment. ‘The online community is making a huge fuss. There is no other feasible way to appease the community’s anger other than this!”

Brendan remained polite. He rolled up his sleeves and spoke in a cold voice. “You’ll know whether there is a feasible way when you see the solution. I’m here today to warn everyone to keep their mouths shut. After all, we are all in the same boat, and our main priority is to stabilize the company.”

Everyone fell silent when his voice died away.

Meanwhile, a staff member knocked on the door, and there was already sweat running down his face. “Mr. Brighthall!” “Speak.” “Mr. Jensen is… I don’t know what is wrong with him. He’s spreading rumors downstairs that you have an intimate relationship with Miss McKinnon. That both of you are not only living together but also… that you’ve slept with each other before. He claims that Miss McKinnon is your mistress who became jealous because you’ll be marrying Miss McKinsey and that she refuses to be the mistress, so she shoved Miss McKinsey down the stairs!”

Brendan’s pupils constricted abruptly.

The board of directors was clamorous. Each member was furious when they recovered from the surprise, but their anger was not aimed at Mr. Jensen.

“Mr. Brighthall, we don’t care what your relationship with Miss McKinnon is, but you’re not allowed to affect the company! Or else, we’re going to unite and dismiss you from your post!” “Had you not insisted on getting rid of Mr. Jensen so stubbornly, he wouldn’t have gone as far as to be merciless. After all, it will not be good for him if the Brighthall Group is in trouble.” “In my opinion, there is only one

way to handle this situation. The woman must be sent to prison, and Mr. Brighthall should personally clear up the situation…” ‘That is out of the question!”

Brendan’s gaze turned icy cold, and he assumed a threatening expression. ” Whoever brings up the topic of Miss McKinnon’s imprisonment, I will make sure that everyone learns about the consequences of doing so!”

Brendan pushed against the table surface with his hands and leaned forward slightly as if he was a cheetah in hunting mode. He exuded coldness that made everyone feel uneasy despite the warm weather.” “Mr. Brighthall… If… If you insist on doing this, we will unite and dismiss you from your post!” “I would like to see who’s going to dismiss him.”

All of a sudden, a female voice came from the door.

Madame Brighthall entered the room, and the board of directors assumed different expressions.

Even though Brendan was incapable of controlling them with his shares, Madame Brighthall was a member of the board of directors as well.

“Madame Brighthall, are you going to support Mr. Brighthall’s reckless act?”

Madame Brighthall’s expression was nonchalant. “I don’t know about his reckless act, but I know who the Brighthall Group’s decision maker is. I believe that everyone knows very well that our mutual goal is to ensure that the Brighthall Group can sail through the storm this time. You care about the Brighthall Group, but Brendan cares about it even more. Moreover, who is going to bear the responsibility of managing this company when he’s gone?”

The board of directors looked at one another. One of them said, “Yet, Mr. Brighthall refuses to get Miss McKinnon sent to prison. In view of the current situation, it will be difficult to appease the public’s rage

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Madame Brighthall did not even look up. “We will have to see how Brendan handles the situation. If he is incapable, I will personally send Brendan to rest without troubling everyone else.”

The board of directors did not insist anymore since Madame Brighthall had already said so. Someone was still reluctant and said in contempt, “We shall wait and see how Mr. Brighthall is going to handle the situation then.”

The board of directors left. Brendan looked toward Madame Brighthall, his expression overwhelmed with emotions.

“Aren’t you angry, mother?”

Madame Brighthall sat on the sofa. “Will my anger ensure Deirdre’s safety? Since it can’t, there is no point in being angry. Moreover, I choose not to intervene, but it doesn’t mean that I’m foolish. It is apparent that someone is targeting Deirdre after so many incidents. If something bad were to happen to you, what would happen to her then?”