Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1075

"Of course, I'm doing exactly what I want to do."

King's answer was quick, and in the next moment, the sound of guns being cocked filled the air, a synchronized chorus that hinted at multiple people involved.

But he didn't flinch. Instead, he casually traced the rim of his coffee cup with his fingertips.

"Are you sure you want to start something here? She's under my control, like putty in my hands, to mold as I please."

Dustin's chest heaved with rage, itching to pull the trigger and end King right there. He couldn't bear to think of what Brielle had endured, despite his promises to protect her.

A vicious glint flashed in his eyes as he kicked the table in front of him, sending it flying.

Dustin was known for his agility, which had allowed him to escape from Kenzo and his men in the past. And King was just as skilled, having spent years eliminating obstacles for Max.

As the table soared towards him, King swiftly retreated, kicking the table up into the air.

"Boom!"

war. Dustin's punches followed, but King

goes back, she'll just become a target. With me, I'll keep her safe." That

would keep Brielle safe.

you to that doctor, do you think you'd still be alive? You're ungrateful. I saved you

mask flying. King touched his swollen lip, recalling how Brieffe had slapped him in the morning and now her brother in

and Max used to share laughs, but now, after King had

at

at the mention of the doctor, torn between which

back, scrutinizing

QUMS

to resemble someone else to this extent, not even twins. But the man before him was unmistakably

his sister's behavior, Dustin guessed

person was Max, regardless of which version, he wouldn't harm Brielle, and Dustin breathed a sigh of relief. Yet,

he had also conspired with the butler to obstruct the Lynch family's quest in Beaconsfield.