Chapter 843 Everything She Said Is Fake
Meanwhile, Madame Brighthall and Brendan returned from their conversation in private.
Charlene was not planning to stay longer since her goal had been achieved. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and said, “Since I came at the wrong time, I shall make a move first. I’ll come and visit you again another day, Madame Brighthall.”
Madame Brighthall nodded uneasily.
Charlene walked away for two steps before she turned around and stared at Brendan with gentle eyes. “I’ll wait for you, Brendan.”
Brendan stared at Charlene without any expression on his face. Charlene smiled and left. The house’s atmosphere turned awkward all at once.
It was Madame Brighthall who broke the silence first. “How do you find the soup, Deirdre? It has been a few years since I cooked personally, so I don’t know if my cooking skill has deteriorated.”
Deirdre restrained the emotions in her eyes.
“The soup you cook tastes scrumptious. I enjoy it very much, Madame Brighthall.”
She felt alienated by Deir

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