Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1079

Isaac sat on a nearby chair, his eyes lazily scanning the ebb and flow of people in the distance. Among them, a woman stood out, trying her best to hide under her hat. That woman was Alivia.

With a mask, sunglasses, and a hat, only her hands were exposed. Her reputation in North America had been shattered, along with her connections at the institute. After being thrown out by the powerful Lynch family, no one dared to associate with her anymore. Alivia wasn't one to give up easily. Every time she thought about that humiliating night, she wished she could tear Brielle to pieces. She was convinced she could make a comeback-she was Alivia, after all! Raised with elite education, she couldn't accept losing to Brielle. What irked her the most was discovering that Brielle was the long-lost princess of the Lynch family. Desiree Lynch's words from that night haunted her like chains of disgrace. Alivia's eyes were swollen from days of unrest and crying.

Then, she saw the little boy sitting on the chair, and her heart skipped a beat. He looked exactly like Max. There couldn't be two people who looked so alike in this world. Was this Max's child?

A surge of joy flashed across Alivia's face as she approached, but she stopped short when she spotted the watchful panther. In North America, keeping exotic pets wasn't illegal; people in Russia even kept bears. She knew from her time in elite circles that in this world driven by capital, you could own just about anything.

Bracing herself, Alivia asked, her voice trembling, "Are you Max's child?"

Isaac was petting Noir's head, having noticed Alivia from afar but never expecting her to approach. He stayed silent, wary of strangers who approached him.

She wanted to laugh aloud. Given the short time Max and Brielle had known each other, this child, who looked about four years old, couldn't be

woman long before. Did Brielle know? Alivia was eager to expose this. Despite her infamy online, negative attention was still attention. Everyone thought Brielle and Max were perfect for each other, but here was proof Max had a child with someone

smite curled on

eyes filled with malice. Though

woman

child. Who could

let this child live. Consumed by jealousy, she said, "Hey there, did you get separated

for a moment, considering King back at the villa, and nodded, realizing

extended her hand, a cruel smile on her face. She planned to dispose of the child and send photos to Brielle, hoping

up and

Everyone had treated her like trash, but now she was about to hit back

me, I know where your daddy