Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 839

Chapter 839

He didn't bother disguising his voice when he spoke those words.

Daisy's eyes widened in alarm, a sudden wave of fear washing over her.

"You-!"

"Thud!"

Brielle and Aiden stepped out of the cab, immediately noticing an unnatural stillness in the air.

Just as Brielle was about to turn the corner, Aiden stopped her.

"Ms. Brielle, there's a smell of blood."

Both Aiden and Addison had undergone professional training; their noses were exceptionally keen to the scent of blood.

Brielle frowned and, by the streetlights, saw a body lying a short distance away. The figure was dressed just like Daisy and hadn't moved for a while. She wasn't sure if this was a trap or if someone was lying in ambush.

She pulled out her phone, decisively called the police, and then returned to the taxi with Aiden.

The police arrived quickly, lifting Daisy's body onto a stretcher.

As they drew closer, Brielle could see it clearly-a single, clean shot, no unnecessary suffering.

Her lips tightened for a moment, disbelief etched on her face.

thought Daisy was merely injured, not dead from a single

past her and Aiden, a gust of wind blew, lifting a corner of the

was frozen in her final expression,

Brielle's mood darkened instantly.

Daisy was dead.

Gone so abruptly.

was on the brink of understanding something, yet it remained

the clues seemed

was Daisy at the bar

the Barnes family, she should have laid low,

were used to living high and mighty, respected by everyone, and now, fallen from grace, naturally, she wouldn't want to

Daisy had shown up

line, her hand clenched slightly at her

notified

into a frenzy, but the entire

she was the former lady of the Barnes family-no one expected her to end up

heavy heart,

down with a pen,ng

Andrew, Jaired, Kenzo.

felt restless, twirling the pen in

QUMS

she'd put a check next to it, eventually

three in the morning, she rubbed her sore eyes and set the pen

was barely legible now, as if it held the definite answers, only to be negated one by one, turning

all, it was in Beaconsfield where