Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 598

Aubree and Brielle returned to Aubree’s place, shivering so hard their teeth were chattering.

Brielle couldn’t let Max find out about this; she had a hunch that the person behind the attempt on her life was either Michael or Martha. If Max ever got wind of it, there would be hell to pay.

After warming up with hot showers, they each held a steaming cup of tea as they settled into the living room.

The thermostat was cranked up to the max, and Aubree had even gone the extra mile by brewing some ginger tea, a home remedy bound to warm the bones.

The initial adrenaline rush had faded, and the reality of the grave danger Brielle was in had set in – someone was out to get her.

They placed their mugs of ginger tea on the table. Aubree downed hers in one go before speaking up. “Bri, who do you think is behind this?”

Brielle shook her head. The list of people who wanted her dead was, unfortunately, long.

Michael had given her six months, but there was no promise that he wouldn’t strike during that time. As for Martha, after Max provoked her last night, he had mentioned to spike her food with sleeping pills, but what if someone at the nursing home had tipped her off and she wasn’t really out cold?

Nothing was certain.

getting unlocked? I bet your folks were some big shots. With genetics like yours, there’s no way you come from an average Joe family. Have you ever thought about tracking down your birth parents? Maybe their clout outshines anyone in Beaconsfield, and they could shield you. Then we wouldn’t have to give a damn about

a towel, and both their hair was drying off. Brielle couldn’t help but chuckle as

then she could comfort herself with the fact that they had no choice. But if they were wealthy, powerful, and still abandoned her,

I’m happy with my life as it

dreamed about your family?”

on her mug tightened suddenly. Of course,

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Chapter 598

of her parents coming to take her home, wrapping her in a warm

she thought her dream had come true. She’d tried her best to be likable, to excel at everything. It just seemed to make no difference. She was unwelcome

didn’t need it. She could do just fine on her own.

did yearn for someone to love and care for her, but if they didn’t love

dreams about them dwindled over

of family life. The reality was too