Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

The girls were all in tears, clutching their faces as they looked at Brielle and Aubree.

With a raised eyebrow, Brielle snatched back the dress that had been taken from her, a sly smile curving her lips. "If you don't scram, I might have to get physical again." "Brielle! You'll pay for this!" wailed one in despair.

Their hair was a mess, truly a sight of disarray, and in their midst stood Alivia, seething with resentment, itching to claw Brielle's eyes out!

However, she was no match for Brielle. That bitch came with inexplicable brute strength.

Alivia ground her teeth in a fury but was restrained by another girl. "Alivia, let's just leave. These two lunatics don't care about our status, and we can't beat them." "Yeah, think of the scandal if the tabloids caught this."

Alivia's lips bled from biting. With a bitter glare at Brielle, she covered her face and stormed off.

Once in her car, she wanted to scream until her throat was raw.

Blood tinted her lips, her eyes were bloodshot, and her fists pounded the leather of the seat as she choked down the taste of iron.

Brielle had humiliated her time and again. She would have her revenge!

She dialed Annie on her smartphone. "I want you to make Brielle suffer! Make her wish she was dead!"

had finally snapped. "Your wish is my command, but it'll cost you another fifty mil. No more bossing me around after this."

in her eyes. "Foolish Alivia, blinded by love,"

such a bothersome

the windowsill, swinging her legs, Annie

his laptop, occasionally glancing

a job. Let's go after Brielle." Surprise flickered in Murray's eyes. They had agreed not to touch Brielle, hadn't

Aubree, right? She's working with that actor, Ricardo. Let's have him handle Aubree. He only said he wouldn't hurt Brielle and never

eyes sparkled with excitement, eager

proceed

knife between her fingers, a wicked smile playing at her lips. "Murray, how long

she's got some tech skills. Accessing it remotely might take a while, but for Aubree, give me just a

Aubree's number to bait Brielle into a trap, and then I'll have the pleasure

keyboard, data blinking rapidly. "Done, Miss. Brielle and

perfect time. When he's out drowning his sorrows, I'll slip him a hallucinogen. Just enough to make him

crossed Murray's face. He was

tilting his chin up. "Remember, you said you'd be