Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Brielle had taken her painkillers, but the sudden stab of pain still managed to sneak up on her, making her break into a light sweat. She needed a moment and made a quick excuse to head to the restroom. After splashing some water on her face, she felt a bit better.

Steeling herself, she re-entered the private dining room and was met with an unexpected sight.

There was Alivia, sporting a baseball cap and mask, clinging to Dustin's arm with a pitiful expression. "Mr. Lynch, you've got to help me. My degree, my grades, they're all legit. I've earned my spot. It can't be that just because I fell for someone, I'm getting tossed aside. Infinity Brilliance is the top investment firm globally. If you don't want to replace me, not even the government can make you."

Brielle stood at the doorway, her cheeks still damp from the water. Seeing the once proud Alivia reduced to begging like this, she couldn't help but smirk a little.

Alivia was clearly desperate, trying to charm Dustin. Her delicate hand was wrapped around his arm, her eyes full of sorrow.

Given Dustin's history with women, there was a chance he might take an interest in Alivia. After all, her beauty was undeniable. She used to carry herself with such confidence, but recent events had shattered her. Now she was grasping at any lifeline she could find. She had reached out to Michael, but he had completely turned his back on her. With the decision to replace Mark, Michael saw Alivia as just as unfit as Brielle to be by Max's side.

Realizing how dire her situation was, Alivia had dropped all pretense. The Barnes family had kicked her out, the academy was looking to expel her, and her former friends were now mocking her through messages.

Her only options now were Jaired and Dustin. Jaired, who seemed so upright, had made an unthinkable proposition. Since she decided to accept it, maybe she could use her "clean slate" to tie Dustin down first.

painstakingly found out where Dustin would be that night and had put extra effort into

a while now. Can't you help me just this once?" Her lips

door frame. "Sorry

made Alivia's eyes blaze with hatred. Her lips trembled as she turned to see Brielle, her body shaking

on the table, she would've smashed it over

filled with loathing for Brielle. "Bitch! How dare you show your face here?!" She no longer cared about Dustin. Stomping in her

her wrist before the slap landed. With a swift motion, Brielle slapped her back and closed the door to the private

force of the slap sent Alivia reeling, and she tumbled onto the couch. Brielle recalled the news she had seen

drugging Max

mother's wake, don't

that's a particularly despicable

saying

really love? It's coercion, possessiveness. You're in love with yourself,

up! Brielle, you whore! What do you know! I've known Max for years. If you hadn't shown up, he would've married me! Why don't you just die? If you were dead, Max would be