Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 828

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How did the Barnes family crumble overnight? Where did he get his intel from?

He kept his cool until someone crossed his line, then it was game over for the Barneses.

King flipped his silver mask over, a cold smirk tugging at his lips. "He's just watching the fireworks from the sidelines."

But he couldn't grasp why Max chose to be just a spectator.

Only when Brielle's life was in jeopardy did he fly into a rage.

Max was a puzzle; he seemed indifferent but held all the cards.

King suspected that most of the time, Max was just playing a role.

Like the ultimate predator, Max effortlessly and secretly blended into the background of all the schemes, watching Brielle fight her battles, level up, and grow stronger because she cared about him. He must be pretty proud of her. King's grip on the mask tightened, the cold metal nearly cutting into his palm.

Max wasn't unwilling to help Brielle out of trouble; it's just that she had shown remarkable strength and a stubborn streak from the start. So, he was taming her.

The word "taming" flashed in his mind, and his palm felt the sting of the mask's edge.

Yeah, he was taming Brielle, making her dependent, trustworthy, inseparable.

And stronger.

figure

he gave orders to the shadowy figure behind

Grant his request. He's been fed up with William for ages, and

men to find Dustin. Don't come

"Understood."

his head to

choice was to stir up trouble.

lay in bed, his brow furrowed, memories of betrayal by his decade-long companion Dummy who turned out to

seen before, flashing

mind.

his

as he heard a woman's

fished out of the river, cold as ice, and handsome to boot. Seems like Emma's lost her mind. At

AQUMS

well be a

a curse. The daughter's twenty-something and

on the mountain, heard the gossips as she reached her

rich in botanical resources, and her family had been renowned herbalists for

wagging tongues, she waved her knife and stood hands on

of stinkers! Scram! Show up at my

the village

no

demeanor, it

at twenty-five. If not for her medical skills,

her a place