Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1158

"Works like a charm."

"Good to hear."

The two walked in silence for a bit, until Brielle suddenly stopped, turning to face Jaired.

"Did Max send you?"

"No."

No? Brielle furrowed her brows, wondering who else it could be.

Jaired chuckled. "Someone else, someone you know."

Brielle instinctively thought of King, realizing that Max's dual personalities were no secret within their circle.

Just as Brielle was about to move on, she heard a noise from the bushes nearby.

Thinking it might be a rabbit or some small critter, she started towards it, but Jaired grabbed her arm.

"Don't you have someone to find?"

Right, Brielle thought. Isaac was out there alone. Even with Noir by his side, what if those guys caught up to them?

She turned to rush off but then a voice came from the bushes.

"Run."

Brielle froze in her tracks.

"Darn."

expecting today

there, his posture was rigid, yet

set down her apple, realizing escape wasn't

the bushes, the man Jaired had injured was now unconscious, no longer a

assassin in the organization, was not someone

voices began to stir

pulling Brielle into his embrace, pressing the barrel against

want to do this,

Max's men, but Jaired had intercepted them and fed them false intel.

hostage, he

involved, none of them dared to

tang of

was injured

was formidable; although Jaired had won, he was wounded, and now, with several opponents,

to her

what do you

Beaconsfield. Why meddle in North American

his weaknesses. Eventually, they reached a secluded car, and Brielle knew she had no choice

reassured him

the scenery slid by, Brielle

What was Jaired planning?

"Cough, cough."

away the blood from his

been injured in years. Despite knowing the opposition

ended in a

area

Brielle , ensuring no