Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 368

Online opinions were a mixed bag, with some rallying behind Brielle, but the majority were against her.

“What a pretender! The true colors of these capitalists are just hideous.”

“Is a human life so worthless in her eyes?”

“She’s just so smug. So what if she was the valedictorian? People change.”

The live stream continued unabated. Brielle stood beside the police, responding to questions with a mix of humility and pride. Especially noteworthy was Brielle’s composure amidst the cacophony of sobs. Coupled with her striking presence, the number of viewers on the live stream skyrocketed.

Unaware of the live broadcast, Brielle finished recounting the afternoon’s events and followed behind the officers.

Simon wasn’t about to let her off the hook that easily. He grabbed a chair, intending to hurl it at her. “Give me back my daughter! You’re not going anywhere!”

The police sprang into action, blocking Simon with stern resolve. “Mr. Simon, the autopsy report for Miss Sarah hasn’t been released yet. Ms. Brielle is a suspect, but we need the investigation to conclude before any judgments are made.”

spat out his words. “You’re clearly in cahoots with her. She must’ve bribed you, or maybe Dorsey International did! Get out of my

was being manipulated. She ran through

until Spencer walked in.

looked from the officers to Brielle, perplexed. “What’s going

whole story. Spencer sneered inwardly, seeing this as Brielle’s comeuppance, his gaze settling on

to the room, and even the

a glint of cunning flashed in his eyes. He pushed through the crowd and fell to his knees before him. “Mr. Spencer, you must seek justice for my daughter. How can someone like Brielle remain at the company? She must be locked up and face the law.

looked up, his eyes brimming with resentment as he let out a cold

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numbers. Whispers spread among the onlookers. Spencer’s pursuit of

as if to suggest she’d never esteemed him, and that she’d aimed for Max from the start, climbing into his bed.

a stepping stone, used and discarded by this vile woman! Internally, he cursed her a thousand

she asked for help, he wasn’t entirely unwilling. He might forgive her indiscretions

to favor him–Brielle had become embroiled in a murder at such a crucial time.