Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1159

He stared at the screen in front of him, lost in thought, his grip on the coffee mug turning his knuckles white. Irene got up, wrapping her arms around him from behind.

"The feud that started because of her, it ends with her. Only then will you truly belong to the organization, free from any emotional ties. Emotions cloud our judgment, and sending Jaired to take her out shows you're almost there. But not ruthless enough for me. I want to see you do it yourself."

Her words echoed in his ears, yet Kenzo's expression remained unchanged, his gaze locked on the screen. Irene looked at his gentle demeanor and couldn't resist planting a kiss on his neck.

"Kenzo, I'm genuinely starting to fall for you. So don't disappoint me. After all, you're my husband, and I'm not looking to be a widow."

Kenzo set his coffee mug down and looked up at her. "Have the men before me been any fewer in number?" he asked.

Irene laughed, "Now that you mention it, not really. They only met their end because they made mistakes. From a young age, I was groomed to be the successor. As soon as I came of age, my father took me to pick consorts, all to ensure I wouldn't develop any unnecessary emotional attachments. So I never get as tangled up as you do. Kenzo, once you've seen enough of the world, you realize love isn't all that important."

"Have you ever seen a successful person who prioritizes love? To live fully, one must be a little mad. And now, you're just one step away."

then would Kenzo truly stand by her side, the kind of partner she desired.

the

coffee briefly transporting him elsewhere. He remembered the candy apple. Jaired was right seeing him turn out

concealing his thoughts, deceiving others with a veneer of gentleness. He was also incredibly patient, maintaining his cover as a Dummy beside Dustin for years without being

significant resilience.

massive organization, just half a year away. That was all he needed to shed his Dummy persona, abandon the identity of Kenzo, and start anew.

him a candy apple, and now she had to

nearby. He joined Dustin, boarding the intact helicopter. The family opposing the Lynch clan had been subdued, and now he needed to head straight to Isaac's location. But just as the helicopter took off, his phone

pressing into a thin line. "And the little one?" he

the young master is

The helicopter swiftly ascended, heading in Isaac's

trouble. Either she had lured the enemy away upon seeing them approach, or she had been captured. Isaac's young face was stoic, his gaze sharply scanning the