Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1025

Brielle couldn't care less about the royal squabbles that had plagued Saudi Arabia for generations. What really grabbed her attention was a specific point in time, exactly ten years ago. That was when Max left their sleepy town of Beaconsfield at just sixteen to conquer Wall Street. Even now, Max's true identity remained a mystery to her, a secret he never chose to disclose. If her suspicions were accurate, the whole scenario was downright bizarre.

Rising from her seat, Brielle shut her laptop and noticed that Dustin was also getting up.

"Got him," he said.

"Who?" she asked.

"Dummy."

"Little Hawk, you should get some rest. I'll go check it out," Dustin suggested.

Brielle frowned, "Bro, I'm coming with you."

Dustin didn't argue.

the first thing Brielle noticed was a pool of blood, sending a chill down her spine. The trail of blood led into a dark corner. She grabbed Dustin's arm

the people were gone. The area clearly showed signs of a fierce struggle-trampled

eyesight, Brielle spotted a note pinned to a tree. She recognized the handwriting as Kenzo's from their university days spent together in the library. His sudden request for a meeting

plea to meet alone, claiming he had discovered a secret. Knowing the place and sensing the urgency in Kenzo's message, Brielle communicated silently with Dustin, quickly forming a

Dustin, forgiveness was out of the question. Sharing the enemy's message with a loved one was a no-brainer for Brielle, especially

from Dustin, Brielle navigated through several back alleys before entering a diner that reminded her of their favorite spot back in

inside, didn't look up but pushed

getting used to life in North America?" he

his professor-like demeanor, acting as if past grievances didn't exist. She sat down, her voice icy,

should never have approached you," he mused, almost to himself, stirring his

father insisted I meet you, to make

that, Brielle's frown deepened, suspecting he referred to

given my flawless public persona. I've never failed to seduce any

grip on her cup tightened.