Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 973

"Sure thing."

The guy who got the order hustled over to Brielle, helping her to her feet. She was blindfolded, totally clueless about where she was being taken. It wasn't until she entered a new room and felt the edge of a bed that she had some idea. "Ms. Brielle, you can rest here."

After sitting stiffly on a couch for ages, she yearned for the comfort of the bed. She was beyond ready to crash.

But she was more worried about Aubree. Was she really being sent back?

"Aubree? What about her?"

"Our people are on it. In half an hour, Miss Aubree will be sent back."

Brielle let out a big sigh of relief. As long as Aubree was safe, that was all that mattered.

The room was eerily quiet. Brielle cautiously tugged at her blindfold, half-expecting someone to stop her. But no one did.

In the next instant, she yanked it off.

The room was lit, and after being covered for so long, the sudden light made her eyes tear up. She closed them for a moment, allowing them to adjust before slowly opening them again.

The room was bare, just a bed and nothing else. It was near a garden blooming with flowers. Her mood lightened for a brief moment, but she couldn't help but touch her belly.

The nausea from the car ride had faded, but after throwing up multiple times in the last few days, she still felt queasy.

"Hang in there, baby. Maybe by tomorrow, we can leave this place."

her. If they were quick, maybe they could get to her

laid eyes on King, she had a strong feeling he didn't want her dead. As long as she was

stomach, her gaze

your dad for not coming to save us. I'm really worried about him. I wonder if his head

belly, comforting both her unborn child and herself.

the garden. It was smeared with blood, and its owner was

had the strength to stand. He crawled across the ground, inching towards a specific

his

go to hell.

on the first floor, facing the cliff. Her blindfold had been removed, but her

edge of the bed, helplessly watching the ghost-like figure crawling

blood trailing behind the figure, like a demon that had crawled out of

take her away, back to Beaconsfield. But

So much blood.

"Mmmph!"

against the wall, trying to get the attention of the guard at the door, to alert them to the situation in the garden. But when the guard opened

Aubree, no one's after your life, nor after Ms. Brielle's. We'll send you back, and Ms. Brielle can rest easy. Please stop making a fuss.

en

one

"Mmmph! Mmmph!"

blinked, struggling to

discomfort for the bindings being

the handful, aren't you? I can't untie you, but I can

adjust