Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 371

By the time Brielle was seated in the back of the police cruiser, her mind was a whirlwind of confusion.

Upon arrival at the station, it was revealed to her that Sarah had drowned, and her time of death was at nine, the previous night.

“Miss Brielle,” the officer inquired, tapping away at his keyboard, “where were you last night at

nine?”

“At home,” she replied.

“Any witnesses to confirm that?”

“There’s a security camera at my front door. I didn’t leave the house all day.”

The officer continued, businesslike, “Who did the victim associate with regularly?

“I’m sorry. I didn’t really know her,” Brielle admitted.

He gave her a probing look before diligently noting her response.

Brielle furrowed her brow in thought before asking. “Was Sarah’s death a suicide, or was it foul play?”

“We’ll have to wait for the autopsy results for that.”

Brielle’s eyes fell. If Sarah’s death were ruled a suicide, things would become incredibly complicated for her. The video of her pressuring Sarah to sing was still out there, and the public would surely blame her harassment as a direct cause of the tragedy. Moreover, with no surveillance in the bar from that night and Sarah now gone, no one could corroborate the truth.

me” sent to the group chat, seemed like a desperate move by someone behind the scenes to escalate the situation. It was this very act that suggested to

this to her advantage, Brielle had confronted

who was pulling the strings from

a name surfaced in her mind

and was among the first in the Dorsey clan to learn of her

were clammy with anxiety–it was just a

had already ruled out Spencer and Ryan. Ryan was too impulsive, as evidenced by his previous threat to poison Max, and his son Spencer was too rash to be behind

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head in

If he had been

drove back to the company, only to find a crowd gathered outside Dorsey Tower.

contest

onto Brielle’s car, and he stood

frown deepened. How

on sight?

was closing in, hurling

out! You owe this family

your money can shield you from justice! How hard it is for an honest farming

Brielle was to blame. Someone even picked up a stone, intending to

window.

Witch! Come

Crash!”