Chapter 166 Miss McKinnon Made It All Up!

Deirdre knew what he really meant: a chance to create doubt against his conclusions. Brendan turned on his heel and marched up the stairs while she clambered a little at his force. Gritting her teeth, she finally snapped, “So you’re not interested in the truth behind Bliss’ death! You don’t give a sh*t even if what I’m about to say concerns Charlene! Is that it?!” Just as she had expected, the bastard stopped dead in his tracks. Deirdre was this close to laughing aloud at his absurdity. Brendan’s brows were furrowed. He was practically glowering when he shot daggers at her. “What did you just say?” Deirdre enunciated her every word as she announced, “The homeless man who killed Bliss was controlled by the woman standing right next to you!” Charlene stared at Deirdre in shock, but her bewilderment did little to conceal her scorn. Repeating the same things over and over again, despite seeing no result, had to be the definition of idiocy, right? She could not believe this b*tch w