Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1092

Dustin had a knack for staying unbrainwashed over the years, thanks in part to his ever-vigilant grandma who always made sure he had a hot meal on the table, and partly because of his naturally sunny disposition and constant alertness.

But Desiree from the Lynch family falling ill was no accident. Clearly, someone was trying to drive a wedge between Dustin and Desiree. After all, Desiree was a thorn in their side, messing up their plans. But the Lynch clan wasn't one to just roll over. If Desiree had died,

Raymond and Dustin would have turned over every rock until they found the culprit, potentially exposing the butler's betrayal.

So the mastermind behind it all had been clever, just leaving Desiree bedridden. Dustin, however, threw them for a loop by not falling for their brainwashing tactics. Desiree and Brielle owed their lives to him.

King had agreed to collaborate with these shadowy figures, but they were cautious, only sending Ronald as their representative all these years without revealing any core members. Now, he had Myles on the case, but the investigation was proving to be a tough nut to crack.

family; it was just that their household had been infiltrated by the butler, and Dustin had his own Judas to worry about. It was unclear if the Lynch family

even more dangerous before him. No one knows if it's a

said in a calm voice, "Ricardo

Ricardo was an actor under Stellar Stage Entertainment, diligently working on set, and since Stellar Stage Entertainment was Brielle's pride and joy, King, albeit begrudgingly, didn't want to see it

the person who was ranked

"I'll do my best."

suspicion running deep Myles was the only one who had stayed by his side for so long, his identity as a double never changing.

trying. If you can't find

castle. This place was off-limits to most, except for the few who delivered meals to the young master. Myles was the exception. A sense of satisfaction washed over him as he made his

the rearview mirror. The intruder leaned forward, admiring the view of the castle through the windshield, and remarked, "Nice castle, pity it's not yours. Are you