Resent, Reject, Regret

Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 113

Chapter 113 Can’t Just Endure the Punch for Nothing

The restaurant manager was astounded. It was his first time seeing a measly waiter hitting Brendan. If Brendan was angered, let alone Sterling, even he would be fired from his job!

“Apologize to Mr. Brighthall immediately!”

“It’s fine.” Brendan wiped away the blood on his mouth and chuckled. “How can I have the audacity to make the Fullers’ young heir with a renowned reputation apologize to me?”

“What?” The restaurant manager’s expression changed drastically. “You are that illegitimate heir of the Fullers, huh? Why didn’t you tell me about that earlier? If I were to know that you’re him, I wouldn’t even have let you work in our restaurant even if you asked for no pay!”

He said to Brendan in haste, “Mr. Brighthall, I was clueless about that! The boy claimed he would be fine with the wage of a little over 100 dollars with accommodation and meals provided. I was under the assumption that he was a pauper. How would I have the courage to defy your order if I were to know about his real identity? Bring the boy here!”

Deirdre was utterly disappointed. So, it turned out that Sterling was already reduced to this extent. Brendan had already given the strict order of not giving Sterling a job in Neve, and Sterling would put up with the monthly wage of a little over 100 dollars with accommodation and meals included.

Her eyes welled up with tears. It was all her fault. She was the jinx…

Brendan clenched his fists tightly and sneered after seeing Deirdre’s lower lip redden from her bite. “I understand that the restaurant didn’t hire him on purpose, of course. However, I can’t just endure the punch for nothing, right?”

The restaurant manager said, “Sterling! Apologize at once!”

“That would be impossible!” Sterling’s eyes widened in anger and turned bloodshot.” I would rather die than apologize to an evil b*stard like you!”

He checked on Deirdre and felt his heart wrenching in pain. His voice turned hoarse when he said, “What the heck is wrong with you, Brendan! It has only been a short time, right? How… How did Deirdre lose so much weight…”

Brendan’s gaze turned colder as he observed Deirdre and Sterling’s loving exchange. This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Meanwhile, someone suddenly walked into the room from the outside. The person

was stunned for a moment after seeing the mess on the floor and Brendan and Sterling standing opposite each other in confrontation.

“What happened here? I’ve only arrived a little late, and there’s trouble in the

restaurant?”

Deirdre felt difficulty breathing when she heard the voice. It was one of the people in Night City from yesterday, and the person held a rather high authority in Night City.

“You’re here at last, Mr. Dean.” The restaurant manager looked at Andre Dean like a savior. Andre was the good friend of the restaurant’s owner, so he would most certainly be able to resolve this dangerous situation.

He explained the situation. Andre cracked a spurious smile and assumed the behavior of a good cop. “It’s a great day today, Mr. Brighthall. Let’s not ruin your mood because of the illegitimate heir. How about we get Sterling to clean up the floor and let bygones be bygones?”

‘Clean up the floor?’

Deirdre recalled how she was forced to scoop up the shattered glass with her bleeding hands in the hospital at once. At the thought of how the meals were hot and salty, she could not help panicking. “Don’t!”

She blurted but regretted it immediately. It was because she could immediately feel, Brendan casting his killing gaze at once.

“Don’t?” Andre immediately repeated and heaved a sigh. “It would be fine for him not to do it. We’ll get the police involved then. It should not be a serious matter. He will only be jailed for ten days to two weeks for assault.”

The saying was ten days to two weeks, but Deirdre had no doubt that Brendan could make Sterling stay in jail longer than that in view of Brendan’s capability.

If Sterling were to get a permanent criminal record, he would not be able to practice medicine as he did before, even if he were to move to another city.