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."

that, Everett hung

the airport, the vulnerability on her face

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

Accidentally?

tracking her every move, waiting on her like a puppy

over the years of Everett's insults, cold indifference, and intentional hurts, Tiffanie's inner darkness magnified to its peak. She sent her flight information, followed

told me that no one will ever truly

time Tiffanie had ever responded to one of

in a meeting, surrounded by the company's executives.

moment, he could

to send Tiffanie careful texts in his

abandon, Tiffanie had

even wondering if his inexperience in love had disappointed her in bed, leading her to leave without a word back

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

she had been the

to him, dropping

that shook his resolve.

joined him on trips to the

once drunkenly vented to a friend, who teasingly asked

a "player" referred to someone who strings along multiple love interests. To them, Mason was just one fish

like that," Mason snapped back almost instantly, bristling at the criticism. He couldn't stand anyone speaking ill of