Chapter 450 Can You Even Fathom the Consequences?

“First, we should get your tears wiped,” Declan said as he produced a handkerchief made from silk. He handed it to her. “Helping you is my job, Miss McKinnon, more like my promise to my friend. I’m supposed to take care of you so long as Kyran’s not around to do that. Besides, none of this is your fault. So don’t blame yourself, okay? Declan continued hesitantly, frowning. “Though I have to warn you. “The media vulture types are probably going to be all over you for these two days. They are going to try their best to milk as much news as they can from you before we completely shut the news down so they can squeeze as much money as they can for their miserable lives. Stay inside as often as possible. H*ll, stay in his ward.” Deirdre nodded—her heavy head seemed to threaten to fall at every nod. She was about to reach the end of the corridor when she heard a loud commotion. “This hospital is protecting a murderer! Brendan Brighthall bailed a murderer out of jail! He should explain hims