Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1033

King watched the woman on the monitor as she fell apart, his face growing colder by the second.

He knew exactly why she was crying. It was always about Max. Just hearing his name was enough to bring her to tears, never for him. She adored Max so much that without him, life or death didn't seem to matter. He knew it all too well.

How despicable she was.

What did Max have that he didn't? Why could Max effortlessly capture her affection? Her affection was so cheap, yet it was something he could never earn no matter how hard he tried.

At this moment, Brielle seemed like the most pitiful woman in the world. But when he glanced at his own reflection on the monitor, he realized his expression was hardly any better than Brielle's.

Maybe he was even more pitiful than the most pitiful person.

It didn't surprise him when Brielle didn't answer. He smirked and sent a message:

"Come on in. Take a look at Max's child with another. Looks just like him, doesn't it? You might like that."

with something they can't

he could kill Max himself. But

track of her movements in Premier Palace so well. With cameras everywhere and his knowledge of their locations, including the hidden ones he had

a dream from the night before. That dream instilled a deep-seated fear of King in her, as if

in reality, she and King had never crossed

she felt goosebumps all over her body as she exited her car and walked through the iron

villa had a

nothing like

dream. Brielle didn't think the dream

for the good times

as if someone inside had been waiting for a long time. Brielle hesitated before pushing

Servants knelt by his side, massaging his legs, and another

King's tastes

couldn't stand his posture, and the thought of the face behind the mask made it even harder

s were different from