Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 855

Chapter 855

Desiree held onto a lace handkerchief, looking a bit under the weather. Despite this, she shook her head and managed a faint smile at Annie.

Annie kept one hand behind her back, gripping a dagger, her face showing nothing but innocent cheerfulness.

"Make sure you rest up, dear. Godfather's been swamped with his new project and hasn't had the chance to visit, but you're not holding it against him, are you?" Desiree's voice was weak but carried a touch of elegance. "He's got a lot on his plate too."

Annie lowered her lashes. "I'll check what the kitchen cooked up today."

"Sasha, I'd like to be alone for the rest of the afternoon. No visitors."

"Of course, Grandma. I'll let everyone know."

Once Annie left and gently closed the door, she turned to the nearby guard. "Did anyone else come in earlier?"

shook his head. "Today, you were the only one who entered,

frowned, her eyes clouded with doubt. Where on earth had

"Cough, cough."

her throat and reached for her handkerchief to dab at the corners of her mouth. Her aged hand patted

"Come out now."

slowly crawled out from under the bed, her gaze meeting Desiree's kind eyes. Sunlight streamed into

be at her beck and call. When Brielle first arrived, Desiree merely glanced at her. Now, in the

sighed and closed her eyes. "You and Sasha are spitting images

Annie who

Brielle resembled her too

seemed to inoculate the Lynch family against the resemblance - there are plenty of

outright could be that the Lynches weren't easily, fooled. With so many in the family particularly one close to Raymond,

resemblance doesn't prove lineage.

Lynch family Brielle's features weren't an exact match for anyone in particular; she was a blend

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