Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 382

“William Dorsey, a board member at Dorsey International.”

The name etched itself into Sue’s memory before she bowed her head.

“I’m sorry, I can’t stand up for you online. The court of public opinion is fierce. Even if I spoke up now and said none of this mess has anything to do with you, people would only think I’m under your thumb and that I’m speaking out because you coerced me.”

Brielle could finally breathe a sigh of relief. When Sue wasn’t being headstrong, at least her intellect was on point.

“I never expected you to clear my name. You speaking up for me would only make people more suspicious. But aren’t you worried that I might have bullied your daughter?”

Sue looked down, her gaze empty and hollow.

“The first time I met you, I didn’t think you were capable of that. In fact, I regret going to Dorsey International with Simon. If he hadn’t been so greedy, he wouldn’t have ended up dead.”

She took a deep breath, her eyelashes quivering. “Someone has been sending texts, instructing us what to do. But whoever it is, they’re high up and untouchable. That number can’t be traced.” “Sue, I don’t need you to do anything. Just don’t harm yourself and pin it all on me.”

Brielle cut her off, not wanting to linger.

Sue was stunned, then a wave of fear washed over her, and she gave a bitter smile.

“That’s exactly what they told me to do. My life is worthless anyway.”

“No one on this earth has the right to determine our worth, whether we think we’re valuable or not.”

After those words, Brielle walked away.

frustrated with Sue’s state over the years. As a fellow woman, it pained

who was to blame?

a lesson to women–that being compliant and undervalued would earn them

gentle and

unfortunate, a misfortune seeded by her parents‘ insistence that

Brielle got in her

Chapter 382

she arrived at Pearl Estate, it

was gone, but he’d left a note at the entrance–called away to

a wave of loneliness but was too tired to dwell on it. After freshening up, she collapsed into bed.

until one in the morning, when her phone pinged

located the young master of

mentioning such a place. Could it be the same one?

said the young man was found, implying he

too great for William to navigate, and

Catherine’s son, the young heir to Kingston

at the tables, but as

her eyes, and fell back

she woke, she immediately

to brew, and her colleagues had messaged her advising her not to come to work. Reporters swarmed the place, waiting for a scoop

table, she considered visiting

she could settle on

that casino where Simon racked up his debts is quite the hotspot. A bunch of my friends hang