Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 820

She swallowed hard, gripping the card like it was her lifeline.

"I'll go find Alivia; the poor girl's probably going through hell right now. If anything happens to her, I won't be able to face Martha." Martha, Martha.

Daisy always had Martha's name on her lips, yet when Martha was overseas getting medical treatment, Daisy hadn't shown up even once. Kenzo toyed with his shattered smartphone, a smirk briefly crossing his lips.

"Mother and Aunt Martha, such a deep bond between sisters."

Daisy's face stiffened, avoiding his gaze.

Kenzo had little interest in these family dramas and waved his hand dismissively.

"I have other properties. You and Alivia can go live there."

The message was clear: leave.

A flash of elation crossed Daisy's eyes. She snatched the card and hurried out, dialing Alivia's number as soon as she left.

Alivia was sitting next to Tessa, who was cursing Aubree non-stop, her face red with fury.

When Daisy's call came through, impatience flickered in Alivia's eyes.

brother had been Daisy's children, they wouldn't have been ousted

locked up by Andrew for so long, I feel

was nothing but an invalid, and with the

a spent force might have one last

lips as she retrieved

and had quietly accumulated a stockpile of this dangerous substance. Now, it was finally going to serve

Andrew's eye in the first place? He's been with her so long he's grown attached, but what if she became a

was

had been confined for days and was on the brink of a breakdown. If she hadn't

dare Andrew treat

of resolve flashed in her eyes. She would not only turn Aubree into a pariah, but also obliterate her beautiful

from Alivia, her hand

never done something like this before. Back when the Rowland family was still

acid to disfigure someone

always believed in Alivia's guidance, and with it, she had

a permanent shadow in

moved closer and patted her on the

have to fight for. Andrew has been good to you for years. You've always held yourself back while Aubree shamelessly threw herself at him. If you were Andrew, who would you choose? You were just

hesitation in Tessa dissipated

"I understand."

She pulled out a piece of paper, scribbled an address on it, and handed it