Chapter 1275 It's Not a Loss That Brendan Died

Deirdre's heart was pounding with anticipation as she walked with the police officer. It was until she saw the figure in front of her that her anticipation ceased, and her feelings turned cold. If it weren't for the barrier, Deirdre would have rushed forward to question why she had done this. In the end, she tried to calm herself down and sat in the chair. After all, she wanted to know what had changed with Ophelia. "I thought you wouldn't dare to come and see me," said Deirdre. "I came to bring you some clothes. It's cold in there, and I'm afraid you'll catch a cold. But don't worry. I've made arrangements with them. After everything settles down, I'll have them secretly send you away," replied Ophelia, looking gentle. "Don't pretend to care!" Deirdre stood up angrily, her eyes red. "Who are you? You're not my mother! You're not Ophelia McKinnon! How could the real Ophelia McKinnon betray, hurt, and slander her daughter like this?" "Deirdre, I know very well that I am your moth