Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 422

Brielle’s smile faltered slightly. Even though she knew it wasn’t the truth, being so

misunderstood left a subtle unease in her heart. The bite mark was her own doing, and it was deep.

The girls were still chattering about Max and Alivia, but Brielle had already stood up and left.

Back in her office, she sat in her chair, zoning out, when her phone buzzed with a text from Spencer. [You spent another night at the Premier Palace. Can’t stay away from men for even a second, can you?]

Creep!

Brielle promptly blocked the number, certain now that Spencer, that lunatic, had been stalking her recently. Her brows furrowed in concern. A hospital visit was out of the question; she’d have to take extra care of herself for the time being. As long as she didn’t show, no one would discover her pregnancy.

“Knock, knock.”

Someone tapped politely at her office door. It was a colleague coming to collect documents, the same girl who enjoyed sharing the latest gossip with her.

“Ms. Haywood, have you signed off on these files? I’ll take them down to the business department.”

The girl’s gaze drifted to the thermos at the edge of the desk, admiration flickering across her face. “How do you still find time to cook up a stew at home?”

The stew was something Brielle had to avoid, so she pushed it away. “If you fancy it, go ahead. I haven’t touched it, and the flask is brand new.”

lit up the girl’s eyes, almost in disbelief. “Can I really have it?”

a

Haywood. I’ll work extra hard tonight! I’ll treat it as

but said nothing

work, not stopping until eight in the evening. She then took the

the first time. Quickly, she sent out a

the buildings around have lost electricity. Those still working, stay safe. The company will switch on the emergency power, and we

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reassured her staff, fulfilling her duty, before getting into her car and driving away. But unbeknownst to her, the girl who had taken her thermos earlier had just finished the stew and had even come by her office to drop off some documents for the morning.

abnormal heat coursing through her body. The heat was so intense it made her legs buckle.

as she slumped at the desk, gasping

man’s hands. The dim light made it impossible to see who it was. Only a wave of panic set

away from

utter a word,

this, Brielle?” Spencer’s voice was taunting as he gripped her waist, forgoing all pretense and taking what he wanted.

he felt a twisted sense of pride. He hadn’t expected Brielle to ever be under him, and all his resentment vanished, replaced by a sinister smile as he whispered temptations. “This drug won’t give you a chance to resist. Didn’t you say you

her chin, kissing her without space for breath. Taking advantage of the blackout to force this upon her was a thrill like no other. He even wanted to take a photo of her in this state, to send to Max later,

man.

tramp who couldn’t stay

felt both satisfied and furious, wondering why so many men had her and