Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1171

Irene stayed quiet, the blaring alarms echoing around her. She glanced down at the switchblade in her hand. The world seemed to tilt beneath her, the crashing planes exploding like fireworks in the night sky.

She wiped the blade silently, surveying the hell she had created.

Rain poured harder, making the alarms even more piercing.

She stood tall, unyielding.

Kenzo was gone, vanished without a trace. Irene, distracted for just a moment, hadn't noticed him leave.

Jaired knelt before her.

"It's my fault."

"Enough."

Irene managed a small smile, dabbing at the blood on his cheek with her fingertip, then tasting it on her lips. Salty.

"Brielle! Brielle!"

King was still searching through the chaos, but no one knew where Brielle was being held. He burst into a basement, hoping to find her there. Instead, he found a woman, wary and watchful.

King didn't get a good look at her face and quickly retreated when he realized she wasn't Brielle, throwing over his shoulder, "Get out now, or you're dead." As he slammed the basement door behind him, the roar outside grew louder.

Sarah thought she recognized him, but there wasn't time to think. She had to escape.

searched every room for Brielle, his

several languages

was only then that King remembered the woman

"Mom."

and dragging her towards his

"Take her and go!"

the word "Mom," Sarah froze, disbelief

couldn't be her son. Her son had no need

boy must have mistaken her for someone else, but before she

into the helicopter

"Brielle! Brielle!"

King was desperate now.

name, but she was

the blood wasn't

being carried, unsure of where

carrying her, his other hand

"Cough, cough, cough."

Brielle coughed weakly.

momentarily

so was Brielle, but she knew who was

coldly, struggling

with Myles, couldn't control

hit the ground, the blindfold ripped from her eyes, and her

nauseating feeling of being force-fed still churning incher stomach,

that thin knife was pressed to her mouth, she