Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1072

Seamus's room was still alive with the hum of machines working overtime as he quickly reached out to Ronald. "Ronald, just like we thought, ever since Brielle showed up, things between Dustin and Raymond have been going downhill fast."

At that moment, Ronald was busy selecting companions. A line of stunning women from around the globe stood before him, each one making Kailee look plain in comparison. If King had even a smidgen of interest in Kailee, he wouldn't give these women a second glance. King had kept Isaac hidden away in his mansion for years, making sure no one knew what he looked like until just over a month ago. Ronald had a hunch that King and Max were actually twins.

If they were brothers, their tastes couldn't be that different. So, Ronald had picked women who resembled Brielle, figuring King would have a type.

Right now, Brielle was with King, but given King's hatred for Max, there was no way he'd end up with her for real.

To King, Brielle was just a tool, a way to mess with Max. Once King felt he'd had his revenge, he'd toss Brielle aside like garbage.

The women Ronald was picking now were pristine, unlike Brielle, who had been "tainted" by Max. Ronald couldn't hide his smug grin; the organization's mission was almost complete. After selecting five women, he finally got back to Seamus.

"The Lynch family task is yours. You've stalled long enough. Now that you have this chance, you need to make the most of it. If you blow this, no one's going to wait for you anymore." Seamus felt a mix of annoyance and determination.

Wasn't Ronald the one who had his plans in Saudi wrecked by King? And now, he was just one of King's lackeys.

to be anyone's puppet. But Ronald spoke with such confidence, and Seamus, having

I'll get on with

the call, Ronald arranged for the women to be

Inside King's place.

feeling a deep hunger

was, she grabbed a dress and headed to the bathroom.

and eased herself in

pain in a certain area making her face

bath short. Wrapping herself in a towel she opened the wardrobe, expecting to see only King's clothes but

had these been put

her perfectly, Brielle realized these couldn't have been

for another

wasn't that Brielle was clueless; any woman in her position, with no memory of a past with King, especially one involving a child, would find it hard to believe. Dressed, she opened her room door and

"Eat something."

reeling from the previous night, Brielle accepted the plate and went back to her room. A large table near the floor-to-ceiling windows offered