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

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

frozen in her final expression, full of

Brielle's mood darkened instantly.

Daisy was dead.

Gone so abruptly.

on the brink of understanding

clues seemed so

Daisy at the bar

kicked out by the Barnes family,

were used to living high and mighty, respected by everyone, and now, fallen

had shown up there, seemingly waiting for

lips pressed into a thin line, her hand

quickly notified the Barnes

frenzy, but the entire social circle of Beaconsfield was

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

heavy

sat down with

Andrew, Jaired, Kenzo.

twirling the pen in her

QUMS

put a check next to

morning, she rubbed her sore

answers, only to be negated one by one, turning into a blot of ink stains. By daylight, the news of Daisy's murder had already hit

was in Beaconsfield where the crime