Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

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Brielle couldn’t help but doubt the sincerity of the woman before her. After years of blind devotion, how could she suddenly see the light?

Was Sue just probing her?

Before Brielle could respond, Sue continued to mutter to herself.

“It’s all my fault. I’ve ruined everything, my parents, Sarah… I kept thinking Simon would change. for the better. I’ve invested so much. Quitting now would be like abandoning everything I’ve worked for, right?”

A flicker of understanding crossed Brielle’s eyes. Staying with a guy like Simon was like playing the slots in Vegas. Once you started, you couldn’t pull yourself away because you were convinced that the next pull might be the jackpot. That tantalizing taste of victory was addictive, and the rollercoaster ride of highs and lows was overwhelmingly disorienting.

So, of course, Sue wouldn’t snap out of it that quickly. Others must have warned her about Simon before.

Her current confession was nothing more than a test for Brielle. But at least, Brielle thought, Sue was starting to think for herself.

“Sue, after you leave the precinct, check this place out,” Brielle said, handing her a scrap of

paper.

stepped back, her guard up.

She tossed the note and walked away.

house she had sold off long ago, a place she hadn’t returned

Brielle implying?

the confusion etched on Sue’s face, Brielle offered a reminder, “Aren’t you curious to see who ended up with the house you sold

she the one who came from the countryside. seeking your help?

cousin, just like Simon, was uneducated. In her cousin’s eyes, Sue didn’t deserve her city life or her

played right into her hands. Her life was

a faucet left open. Sue’s face turned pale,

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buzzing. Her legs gave out, and she knelt on

have the heart to ponder over Brielle’s intentions now. The fact that Brielle got the guts to give her this address showed that it

successful her scheme was back. then, and how much of a failure Sueu was.

all over. This was ten thousand times more painful than

breath. She had planned to feign trust in Brielle, to see what this smooth–talking woman was up to. She hadn’t expected Brielle