Deirdre waved her hand in reply to Brendan’s question. However, she still felt weak all over her body. A second earlier, she felt cold, and one more second later, she felt hot. Her head was swimming as well, and she felt like she was walking on a cloud.

Brendan placed his hand on her forehead and a hint of surprise crossed his eyes. “You’re sick?”

“Maybe.” She had not been feeling well from the moment she had confronted Mr. King Sr. She had just been enduring it. After all, she could not be a