Chapter 886 We’ll Join The Event

"No, I did not. My only evidence is what I heard from my mom. She said when a woman's pregnant with a girl, their skin starts to glow and become smoother than ever. It's happening to you."

Deirdre instinctively rubbed her face and felt none of that. "You're making it up. I feel no difference!" 'That's because you can't see it." Brendan teased her, smiling. "Or... maybe my eyes have the lover filter on."

Deirdre turned her attention back to her soup as the rest of her body erupted into flustered flame.

It was then that Sam rushed inside. Seeing the couple having their meal, he looked down and greeted them. "Good morning, Mr. Brighthall. Miss McKinnon."

Brendan took a sip of the soup. "What?" 'Those old farts in the company are hosting an event tonight. They're going to promote Desmond Griffin as the acting CEO!” Sam answered, gritting his teeth.

this to happen! I'm sure they would have with or without the hospital incident!"

was perplexed. "Uh, what?" "You're coming with me

blanked. She snapped out of her trance and rejected him

to bring a murder

is happening is because of us, right? We’re the main characters. We deserve

the

when the stylists came. Their arrival showed Deirdre that Brendan

a lot of gowns with them, too. In the end, Deirdre chose a turquoise gown with hem draping across the carpet. Putting it

effect shocked all of them. She was so impossibly gorgeous that the artist had to praise her. "You are so insanely beautiful, Miss McKinnon! No wonder Mr. Brighthall's head-over-heels with you. Even I'm going to have a crush on you with

elegance and mystique shine. Her damaged eyes were milky, yet all it

with a simple smile. Stylists were notorious for heaping compliments aimed

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