Chapter 971

"What's on your mind?"

His grip tightened on her chin, his voice dangerously close.

Brielle recoiled, disgusted, but even that slight movement seemed to set him off.

"Aubree hasn't been sent back yet, has she?"

Brielle froze, pressing her lips tightly together in silence. The two sat there, wordless.

The TV droned on in the background with news about Max. Brielle couldn't care less about the media's take on him. The same people who had torn Max to shreds were now praising him to the heavens. Everyone had condemned Max, leaving him in tatters. The jeers that had echoed so loudly were now replaced with applause.

It was all so fleeting, so hollow.

The silence broke with Antonio's hurried footsteps. His eyes narrowed at the sight of the cold, masked man on the sofa, and he rushed forward, barely containing his excitement.

"Sir!"

bow down in reverence, but Brielle's presence held him

you asked. What

Desperation filled his eyes.

he had made

the devil never ends

help Antonio, he wouldn't still be empty-handed after all

it was all just a game to

International, how can

DreamTech Designs at sixteen. If you're truly better than him,

echoed Michael's words, hitting

world, he believed he'd

reality, he was

face twisted with resentment and

person I've ever met. He could crush

chose to keep quiet, not wanting

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