Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 233

The words were like a siren’s song, her face an icy mask.

Sophia let go of Brielle’s hand, her fingertips trembling uncontrollably. “How could William ever be wrong? His treatment of me is justified. All he needs is for me to take you down. As long as | take you down…”

“And after you’ve dealt with me, what then? What’s your prize, Sophia? For heaven’s sake, you’re a Rowland, aren’t you? Has your resolve really crumbled that easily? After just a couple of days of his mind games, have you caught a case of Stockholm Syndrome? Wake up, girl. You’re just refusing to face the truth.”

Those words struck Sophia like a sledgehammer, mercilessly crushing her. Sophia’s pupils dilated slowly, her body felt drained of strength, and she wanted nothing more than to collapse

on the floor.

Brielle’s words were as sharp as a knife, cutting deep without mercy. “I’ve heard a story before.” Brielle continued, her voice cold. “About a woman who was abused as a little girl. She lied to herself, claiming she liked it, and ended up selling her body. But at twenty–five, she killed herself. She couldn’t keep up the lie anymore.”

she slid down to the floor. Dammit, Brielle, why did she have to be so cruel

right. She was lying to herself. She couldn’t confront William, so she hypnotized herself into believing that all her troubles were because of Brielle. If she could just get revenge on Brielle, everything would be okay.

to the light. Sophia wanted to

be told, she had no idea

a way to help, wouldn’t he? Although Mason seemed quite cunning at the party, Brielle had a feeling he wouldn’t abandon

know what the Rowlands were up to, given his ties to them. If Andrew

have you made up your mind?” Brielle asked, her voice steady.

what do you think you are to Max? Did he ever explain his dealings with the Barnes family to you? Are you so

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she decided to retaliate against, the experiences she had

push Brielle into the abyss was right