Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 580

No sooner had the words left her lips than Brielle advanced, shoving her forcefully toward the sink. Alivia’s face drained of color from the pain, her whole being trapped In a mix of shock and fear, “Brielle! What do you think you’re doing?!”

Brielle had trained in Taekwondo and was a black belt no less. Even with an injured hand, it didn’t stop her from exerting force. Using her uninjured hand, she pressed Alivia’s head under the faucet and turned on the cold tap. The shock of the cold water made Alivia want to scream, her mind filled with nothing but astonishment.

“Thanks, Ms. Alivia, for washing my hands. Tit for tat, I’m just returning the favor with a hair wash- no thanks needed.”

Alivia struggled furiously, but all her efforts were as futile as throwing stones into the ocean. She was the youngest head of research, a spoiled lady of the Barnes family. Everyone else treated her with the utmost respect, and here was Brielle, daring to manhandle her into a sink.

This damn bitch!

No matter how angry she was, she couldn’t break free from Brielle’s grip. The cold was biting. In this weather, having her head doused in cold water leeched away all her strength.

Before slowly letting go, Brielle cranked the water to full blast, ensuring Alivia’s entire head was submerged. Her wrist was still bleeding, the blood spreading in the water with a rusty taint.

“Ms. Alivia, an eye for an eye. How’s that for a refreshing winter hair wash?” Brielle’s tone was infuriatingly nonchalant. Releasing her grip, Brielle left promptly, avoiding any further madness from Alivia.

other servants. Alivia wouldn’t dare chase after her, not wanting to tarnish

echoed from inside. Even in this furious state, she was concerned about being seen in

at Brielle’s retreating back. Her fingertips curled so tightly that her nails nearly pierced her skin. She

What right did this charity home upstart have

of purple from the chill. She wrapped her arms around herself, grinding her teeth in anger, tasting the metallic tang

With her wrist in that condition, she couldn’t meet him anyway, so after sending a reply, she hailed a cab and

upon seeing her return, especially since the bandage was gone and the wound appeared waterlogged. “Young

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bodies at all? Didn’t your boyfriend see you were hurt?” the doctor chastised while

relieved to see the stitches were still

tetanus. That can be deadly,” the doctor

Brielle responded, feeling utterly drained.

weariness in her eyes, the doctor offered some unsolicited advice. “Did you have