Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 81

Miranda thought she was compromising and called over to the nearby officer, “The M&A department director lost the USB drive. We can pin the blame on Brielle alone for this matter. There must be a backup of that thing. Don’t escalate the situation. Call your people back now, and don’t go look for Ms. Rowland at this hour. She’s probably already asleep.”

The policemen exchanged glances before all eyes turned to Brielle, waiting for her to make the call. Brielle couldn’t help but laugh, pressing her leg down slowly. The unbandaged wound throbbed with pain, but it also sharpened her mind. “Pin the blame on me alone? A hundred–billion–dollar business secret–what do I have to answer for that?”

Miranda hadn’t expected such a firm stance from her. Her face soured, “So what do you propose we do? You really want to stir up trouble with the Rowland family? How can you be such a troublemaker!”

“Me, a troublemaker? If it wasn’t for someone from the Rowland family bribing another to target me, how would the police have found evidence in her accounts? She brought this upon herself. I will not settle this quietly, no matter what anyone says. Officers, please proceed as necessary. Mr. Dorsey is awaiting my updates.”

Miranda, too angry for words, pointed a trembling finger at Brielle, but couldn’t manage to spit out a coherent sentence. “How could I have raised a daughter like you!”

After a moment, Miranda’s lips trembled, and she raised her hand as if to strike Brielle. Lillian, standing behind her, stepped forward, pretending to intervene. Yet, her fingers reached past Miranda, pulling off Brielle’s scarf. As the scarf floated gently down, marks on Brielle’s fair skin were exposed for all to see.

what those marks meant. Miranda’s mind buzzed, and her reason crumbled in an instant. Her raised hand changed direction, and in a fit of rage, she seized Brielle by

neck.

you have so

strength was formidable, and Brielle couldn’t push her away, feeling the imprint of fingers around

world went

“Mom!”

“Miranda!”

support her, the disgust in his eyes piercing Brielle like

that Lillian had done it on purpose. Her aim

didn’t mean to pull off the scarf,

are you acting so cheap? What do you think

in good health. Aren’t you afraid of causing him harm by using