Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 292

Beneath the towering structure, fire trucks were lined up in a long procession, their bright lights piercing the night. Rumors swirled that many hadn’t made it out; the cries and wails of despair continued unabated as the building became a veritable inferno. It was all because of one woman’s jealousy.

The area was swarming with reporters, adding to the chaos.

Max got into the car, his breath visible in the cool night air. Patrick wanted to press for details about the night’s events, but he turned at the sound of Max’s voice.

“How’s Brielle doing?” Max asked as his brows knitted with concern. “I want to see the Haywood family bankrupt in tomorrow’s headlines,” he said, as if resolving a difficult decision. This would pave the way for her, and then they would be square.

He looked down, his eyelashes casting a shadow on his cheeks. “Don’t tell her,” he added quietly.

Patrick’s grip on the steering wheel tightened as he hastily dialed the hospital to check in. After getting the update, he glanced in the rearview mirror. “Ms. Brielle took her medication and is resting. All’s quiet on that front.”

“Good,” Max responded. His tone sounded detached as the city lights flickered across his face. What he was thinking remained a mystery, but his silence was palpable.

Patrick was worried but didn’t dare probe further.

Meanwhile, in the hospital ward, Brielle was writhing in the grip of a high fever, sapped of all strength. When she awoke with a start the next day, she overheard nurses changing dressings. and gossiping about the fire from the night before.

“Three people perished in the blaze. Looks like arson. Some folks have just got evil in their hearts.”

catch who did it?”

caught a woman. Her motives are unclear; the fire wasn’t at her place but seemed aimed at the owner of that apartment.”

nurses were engrossed in their

a sour sting in her eyes; she was disinterested in the fire. When one’s spirit was so low, dreams of all sorts came

night, she had dreamt of Julian waking with swollen eyes from

nurses brought her a meal, which she

strength, she asked about Julian’s

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Julian’s body was claimed early this morning, probably by his kin,” one nurse informed

Julian was gone, and while it was protocol to have his body rest in the morgue before cremation arrangements by the family, why would the Haywood family

bed,

Were they expecting her

phone to contact Robert, she realized it wasn’t in its usual spot. After searching around the pillow, she found

There was someone here on constant watch last night. Maybe think

placed it somewhere else.”

on watch, how

check last night’s footage?!

unease settled in her heart, a feeling of having barely escaped the