Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 946

Tiffanie couldn't blame Everett. If she were him, she'd probably want to wipe the entire Dorsey family off the face of the Earth too. Everett had endured years of manipulation under their thumb, even down to his most intimate moments. It was a miracle he hadn't lost his

mind already.

She got it. She really did.

But after just being sold out by Victoria, followed by her berating, a sliver of malice crept into Tiffanie's heart.

"Everett, someone's gotta want me still, right?"

A sarcastic chuckle came from the other end of the phone. "Who would be so blind? Unless they're actually blind, you're just like Victoria, cheap." Tiffanie's lashes fluttered down, and she glanced up at the brooding sky, the darkness in her swelling. Yet, all she let slip was a soft sentence.

"Everett, I really wonder, what did I do wrong all these years?"

Her voice even carried a hint of a sob.

"Your very existence is a mistake. Thinking that a scum like you could live in peace all this time, while I don't even know where my own child is, makes me loathe every single person in the Dorsey family."

Everett's chest heaved with a mix of madness and pain.

"I really wish your plane crashes."

Everett

stood outside the airport, the vulnerability on

casually asking if she planned on leaving the country. He'd 'accidentally'

Accidentally?

Tiffanie's face. Mason was probably tracking her every move, waiting on her like a puppy eager for its

Everett's insults, cold indifference, and intentional hurts, Tiffanie's inner darkness magnified to its

that no

the first time Tiffanie had ever responded to

by the company's executives. With the business

he could

careful texts in his

of abandon, Tiffanie had

felt somewhat adrift, even wondering if his inexperience in love had disappointed

couldn't help feeling a touch aggrieved. Initially, he hadn't intended to get involved with Tiffanie. From

she had been the one

to

shook his resolve.

joined him on trips to the

Mason once drunkenly vented to a friend, who teasingly asked

interests. To them, Mason was just one fish in a

instantly, bristling at