Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1152

In their secret hideout, Irene soaked in the tub, her skin marked by their recent passionate encounter. Outside, the sound of people clinking glasses and playing drinking games filled the air-everyone was celebrating.

Her time with Kenzo had been brief, no more than two hours, as both of them were lost in their own thoughts. She knew Kenzo was waiting for her to reveal her trump card. Drying her fingers on the tub's edge, Irene grabbed a cigarette, lit it, and exhaled a perfect smoke ring into the damp air. The humidity quickly made the cigarette soggy, and the smoke mingled with the steam, giving the bathroom an ethereal feel.

Kenzo, dressed in pajamas, opened the door and saw her smoking. He walked over and took the cigarette from her fingers. "Smoking in the bath?"

Irene raised an eyebrow and smiled playfully. "Just got promoted, huh? So, feeling a bit more in charge now, darling?" she teased.

Kenzo cut straight to the point. "Is your ace that assassin?"

gently placing her palm on his cheek. Kenzo frowned. Her bare toes peeked out from under the towel, a soft pink against the white fabric. Bending down, Kenzo picked up a

"Oh, darling, you're

too many glasses of champagne, and the room seemed to sway before her eyes. Kenzo brought her a glass of ginger

voice light and airy. She wrapped her arms around Kenzo's waist and looked up at him. Her beauty was undeniable, and there was an enticing satisfaction in her

watch us. Over the years, our organization has provided them with pharmaceuticals that could influence healthcare across the entire country. Without us, they'll have quite the headache, especially considering our control over certain drugs that helped the royal family eliminate political rivals." Irene's smile was brazen, almost reckless. "If the Lynch family has reinforcements, then our backup is the

with an organization, leveraging its power to eliminate rivals while bypassing international scrutiny. It was no wonder the organization had lasted this long; this was Irene's

the Lynch family was merely cannon fodder in this elaborate game, then the royal family stood to gain control over the diamond resources should they fall. Such an intricate web of strategy. It made sense now why

a smile, though his eyes remained calm and undisturbed. "So, the royal family is the ultimate

goes, when