Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1157

King was at a loss for words, a rare moment for him. He'd always known who his mother was and, by extension, the drama that had unfolded with the Dorsey family years ago, all narrated by his mother herself. Her stories were raw and unfiltered. Orla, his mother's older sister, had been like a second mom. Before Orla's mysterious disappearance, she had showered her sister with affection, nurturing her naivety and innocence. But when Orla vanished, it seemed like their family was cursed. Decades had passed-nearly thirty years-and now, someone was telling him that Orla was still alive.

His mother had always hoped for two people to outlive her: her child and her sister.

"Sir, where should I take this person?" came a voice, snapping King back to reality.

He lowered his eyes, "I'll send you an address. Take her there."

"Understood, sir. Also, this lady kept insisting we go back for Ms. Sarah, claiming she's a guardian angel to her sister and once saved her and the child. I'm not quite familiar with the whole story, but thought you should know."

Before the words were fully out, King had pieced it together. Sarah must be the guardian angel his mother spoke of, Brielle's biological mother.

was his mother's savior, he would have treated Brielle differently. He had been too harsh, causing her tears when all he wanted was to keep her

if she knew,

had messed

up the call and gazed out at the mountain, now shrouded in

Meanwhile, Brielle found solace

wrapped in warmth. She woke before dawn, the forest still engulfed in darkness, filled with the sounds of nocturnal creatures. Isaac needed his rest, so she left him sleeping,

her memory, she found the fruit trees, gathering more than before. As she made her way back, dawn was breaking, though the dense canopy kept the

called out in

fnet

in such a secluded spot. Instinctively, she dropped her fruit and executed

surprise, it was

what a waste," he sighed, looking at the smashed