Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 838

Chapter 838

The man got up and slowly made his way over to her, crouching down just a bit. His presence was so overpowering, he seemed like the Grim Reaper with his scythe raised high. The room was thick with an unsettling vibe, like death itself had settled in. Daisy's lips trembled, biting down hard to keep a terrified scream from escaping. King looked at her with a twisted fascination, his voice dripping with menace. "What were you about to tell the person on the phone?" Daisy's eyes widened in shock; she hadn't realized her conversation had been overheard so clearly.

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to share." King stood up and went back to his chair.

Meanwhile, one of his henchmen walked over to Daisy, pulled out a dagger, and slammed her hand flat on the ground, as if ready to chop off a finger.

She screamed, her voice raw with fear. "Please, no! Don't do this!"

The composed society lady was gone; Daisy turned ghostly pale, desperately curling her fingers.

King picked up a glass of whiskey and swirled it around. "I'm quite curious about this secret of yours. Care to share?"

His polite words clashed with the threat of the dagger looming over her.

you everything!" Daisy cried,

back frantically, her legs shaking uncontrollably. Her teeth chattered, her mind a mess. "I saw Kenzo...

closer, she shut her eyes and blurted out, "He was in a standoff with Mr.

glass of whiskey hovering in mid-air, a slight smirk

his hands meant

the gunfire. She had hidden in the shadows, collapsing in fear at the sound of the shots, unable to believe what she was seeing. She was paralyzed with fear, feeling

chase for fame and fortune. To write a great script, he could disappear for a

never crossed her mind that she would stumble

Brilliance. She hoped that night was just a bad dream, but

to confront Kenzo,

planning, with so many questions burning inside her. But the moment she saw him enter his study, she

card, pretending to be greedy, wanting to

control her fear of Kenzo, the dread of the

time she saw him, the sound of gunfire echoed in her

because she had fainted that night without making a sound, no one