Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1045

Brielle stared at the meds in a daze, while the bodyguard kept rummaging around. But aside from the obvious items, there didn't seem to be any hidden secrets in the room. It looked just like a storage space. "This is insane! Is this Kenzo's room?!" Dustin blurted, knowing Kenzo's feelings for his sister and assuming it was his place.

After muttering a few curses, he wanted to comfort Brielle. Anyone would feel weirded out by this.

"It's not his, bro. This is Myles's place, King's double," Brielle corrected.

Dustin squinted and kicked aside some clothes on the floor. A fleeting thought crossed Brielle's mind, but she couldn't pin it down.

"Bro, let's not mess with any of this stuff. Just move it all to my place. Maybe I can find some clues."

As Dustin crouched down, brushing aside a piece of clothing, he found more medication. But this wasn't the usual folic acid; it was for terminating pregnancies, including Mifepristone.

This pack had clearly been tampered with, but not much had been used. Dustin found it strange. If everything in the room was related to Brielle, and these were abortion pills, when had Brielle taken them? A fierce look crossed his eyes. "Did that bastard Max make you take these?" he demanded.

Brielle quickly jumped in to clear it up. "No, he never made me take anything."

baby couldn't survive, Max's grief was just as intense as hers. Her memory was clear; she remembered not taking such medication. They were so desperate to save the

pack everything up and take it

no further leads, Dustin had no choice but to follow her

Brielle's mind was still a mess. She forced her eyes shut, but

run-ins with Myles had

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or King she sawn Beaconsfield. Even counting

was the kidnapping to the manor, which was clearly King's doing since Max had somehow appeared out of nowhere to rescue her from the fire. This meant King had been at the manor,

"King" was minimal. Myles, being a

it all

out, feeling that the key to everything still lay with King. But the current predicament didn't just involve

was the butler planning? She had to get

room. Brielle's sharp memory kicked in. She could recall when she'd last

cup in her hand was from a dinner with Kenzo. The rest were from cafes around

settled on