Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1048

"King, I'm just looking out for you, as someone who's been around the block a few more times. Everything I've done, it's for your own good." Ronald added that last bit, hoping to keep King on track with their plan to capture Brielle.

It was strange, really. They had been plotting for years, and by all accounts, things should've been running smoothly. They had someone in Beaconsfield to keep an eye on Brielle, planning to get rid of her permanently. But, by some twist of fate, Brielle survived. After that, they found trying to brainwash Dustin to be a Herculean task. The guy was a bit of an airhead, never holding a grudge over his parents' fondness for his sister, and was especially careful about what he consumed. Forget slipping something into his drink; he wouldn't even drink water unless it was under his direct supervision.

Dustin might have seemed carefree, but he was inherently cautious, making it impossible for them to find an opening, thus setting them back considerably.

They eventually realized they couldn't just off Brielle. If Dustin remained an unsolvable puzzle, then Brielle could be leveraged as the Lynch family's Achilles' heel. As long as they had her, they could still threaten the Lynch family.

However, things started to go downhill about five years ago, around the time Brielle was in her junior year of college when she went abroad. Assuming she wouldn't stir up much trouble as an exchange student, they paid no mind to her overseas endeavors.

From that point on, it felt like there was always some unseen force working against them. Initially, Ronald suspected King, but after testing the waters a few times, it was clear King couldn't care less about Ronald's schemes.

suddenly getting close to Max, who kept her under tight surveillance, throwing more

return to the Lynch family was a significant oversight on their part. If King could take action now, it wouldn't

up and set

Like I said, I'm not interested in your little schemes. Just stay out of my

it clear that his so-called revenge involved making Brielle fall for him. So, Brielle had to

looked out into the evening sky and coughed, feeling the need

having waited all afternoon without eating anything. The

pool. Shirtless, the burn scars from a fire stretched visibly

dive in,

if

robe instead and opting to recline on a nearby deck

sight of his injury