Deirdre lowered her head forcefully, closed her eyes, and pleaded, "Brendan, please, I beg you to help Joseph."

Brendan's eyes remained indifferent as if he was looking at a stranger. "Give me a reason, Deirdre. I don't do things without a good reason, especially for you. Kneeling on the ground and begging won't make me agree. Give me a valid reason."

Deirdre bit her lower lip tightly, feeling bitterness in her heart. He had forgotten all the reasons she could provide.

Raising her head, Deird