Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 375

Simon’s phone rang with the shrill urgency of a siren in the sterile hush of the hospital ward.

Brielle, quick as a flash, killed the livestream and made her exit through another corridor.

Simon hit the answer button. A voice, cold and detached, seeped through the speaker.

“Idiot, someone’s been streaming from your sickbay.”

A chill ran through Simon’s spine. He frantically searched the room and even peered outside the door but found no one.

Restlessness took him hostage as he recalled his recent words–had they all been broadcasted live?

Damn it, who could it be?!

By that time, Brielle had already left the hospital. Her stream was anonymous and brief, but the captured moments were already spreading like wildfire online, igniting discussions and debates. Within half an hour, everyone who had been spewing venomous words saw the video. Simon’s true, ugly colors were laid bare for all to see.

Brielle hadn’t anticipated stumbling upon such a revealing conversation. She thought disarming these two pawns would take more effort, but it turned out to be a windfall.

Monitoring the online chatter, she saw the focus of gossip shift to Simon and Sue, giving her a moment to breathe.

Reaching the curbside, Brielle hailed a cab. Just as she was about to give the driver the address, she saw Simon bursting out of the hospital entrance, speaking frantically on the phone. Too far to hear the words, she simply leaned back and said, “Please take me to Pearl Estate.”

Her request was cut short by a violent crash and the collective screams of onlookers.

Her heart skipped a beat. Sitting upright, she witnessed the horror – Şimon, who was just beside the road moments ago, was now a lifeless, bloodied heap..

hospital, but it was clear–Simon was beyond

stripped of its use, held no

echo in Brielle’s ears, a tormenting reminder of

thought disarming William’s pawns would buy

William, ruthless in his strategy,

was as insignificant as a piece of paper in his

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you should get checked out. What a tragedy

Thank you,” Brielle’s voice was hoarse as she spoke, turning to see Sue emerging from

husband lost was a true cause for grief, but the loss of her daughter Sarah

her eyes, Brielle had to admit, albeit reluctantly, that she was losing

power since birth, to whom the lives of the

Sarah had to die, and so did Simon once he became useless. Simon’s death

Brielle couldn’t commit

she wasn’t God, nor the Grim Reaper; she had no right

she

screams still pierced the air as if threatening to shatter

plight of being a small player in a grand game was heavy on her heart. She’s fearful of becoming the next Sarah

acutely realized her insignificance.

Pearl Estate, she wearily unlocked

a coffee mug in hand. The room was

aroma.