Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

As Brielle entered the office, a small frown creased her brow.

Her words were meant to rile up Daisy, but Daisy's reaction had set off alarm bells in Brielle's head. If her off-the-cuff remarks held truth, then it pointed to a scandalous secret between the Dorsey and Barnes families.

Brielle's gaze hardened. She knew she had to take the initiative and preempt any potential threats rather than remain a sitting duck as she had in the past.

She took a deep breath and dialed Mason, hoping he could facilitate a transfer of funds into her account.

The company had recently secured a funding round in the billions, and while it wasn't her personal wealth, it did represent a significant stake.

However, as Mason's accounts were overseas, the transfer process was cumbersome and would take at least two days to complete.

Brielle was planning her next moves for two days later, but come evening, her bank alerted her to an incoming transaction of twenty billion. The sum was so vast that the bank called her personally to inquire about any recent business dealings.

As Brielle was about to deny any such activities, Aubree popped up on WhatsApp with a new message.

[I sold off the Clements family stocks. Holding those shares made me a Clements family stakeholder, and I'd inevitably have to face Andrew at the shareholder meetings. By selling them, I cut the ties binding me to him. I'll be picking up my stuff in a few days, and I'm looking at getting a villa with tight security around Pearl Estate.]

[Bri, I know you're in need of money right now, more so than me. Take it. Whatever you return to me in the future will undoubtedly be more.]

From the moment Aubree met Brielle at the Haywood family gathering and saw the fear in her eyes, surrounded by a sea of insincere adults, Aubree had vowed to be Brielle's lifelong friend. They would share their fortunes and face challenges together.

for greater heights. All Aubree wanted was to be

and then to Aubree. [In five years, I'll

would be more valuable than any investment

him to hold off on the transfer. Then she went downstairs, got into her car, and drove to the

in Beaconsfield, the casino was bound to be

tip on the night she'd won at the casino. There was talk that one could

return to him. Was it perhaps in relation to this identity

was about to ask a waiter for information, he seemed to anticipate her arrival and bowed respectfully. "Ms. Brielle, we've been expecting you. Please

refuse, tailing him into the

her dead, he could have taken his shot last time in the

a hunch that this boss was a cunning man

in the most unlikely

room, veiled

a silver mask reclined on a plush red sofa, swirling a glass of liquor.

frown deepened. To dance with wolves, you either got devoured or used them

the man's voice was husky,

him, her back ramrod straight. "I hear the casino offers more

man squinted at her, taking her in from head to toe before chuckling softly.

"Yes."