Chapter 1513 You Slapped Me?

Emily casually removed her coat, revealing her stunning figure. "Well, it's a bit of both," she replied with a hint of arrogance. She glanced at her fingernails and continued. "Since our honeymoon trip, Brendan has become more reliant on me and trusts me completely. He even entrusted that child to my care without any concern. I believe it won't be long before I have easy access to the top-level documents of the Brighthall Group." "Not bad." Ryker applauded her. "I didn't misjudge you. But..." He abruptly changed the subject. "Aside from all that, is there anything else that brings you happiness?" Emily thought about Deirdre's death, and a wicked smile formed on her lips. Naturally, she wouldn't mention her involvement in it. She simply raised an eyebrow and replied, "Deirdre McKinnon's death is one of them. Since you are also at the hospital, did you come to see her?" Ryker stared at her unwaveringly. "I was downstairs for a while before Brendan arrived." "Deirdre didn't die due