Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1095

But he offhandedly tossed a knife to Joseph.

In that moment, Joseph struggled to grab the knife, cutting through the ropes binding his legs. He quickly threw on a shirt from beside the bed and trailed after him, step by step. King was a bit confused. Why was this guy following him? He wasn't into that kind of thing.

Before he could say anything, he watched as Joseph turned around and knelt down in silence. Like a loyal, devoted dog.

But King didn't need a dog. He trusted no one.

"Sir, my life is in your hands now."

This came from a nineteen-year-old, but King wasn't much older himself.

"My name's Joseph. I'm from the Sanchez family."

In North America, the famous casinos are run by the Sanchez family.

Anyone involved with casinos couldn't be good news.

But then, King wasn't exactly a saint himself, so he found the whole casino business quite intriguing.

A smirk crossed his face. He had an idea.

"What do you need from me to take down the Sanchez family?"

this man's eyes,

and this blaze was ready to

The family was caught up in their internal squabbles, all of them losers in the

had said, someone would step in to stop

been Joseph's,

been in and out of consciousness, only ensuring Brielle was

his care, entrusted King's

the castle,

King, he sought forgiveness for entering without permission and living

time King really saw

had already taken down the Sanchez family, rarely returning to them, quietly working by King's

in a state of despair, contrary to his distrustful nature. He shouldn't have kept this man by Isaac's side. If Joseph had run off with

to think about it, nor did he want to remember

felt soulless, even more

everything perfectly, meeting all of King's

the knife, as it was pointless. King glanced at him. Joseph

trembling all along, silent even under the

she had cut out her tongue to prove loyalty, then

self-mutilation was the highest form

lucky to

her off just like that was

squinted, asking behind

who sent