Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1175

The compound was sinking, slow but sure. People scattered, running for their lives. Irene found a spot to shelter from the rain, knowing the compound wouldn't hold much longer. The surrounding buildings were already being swallowed by the chaos. In the face of nature's wrath, humanity seemed so small. Leaning against a pillar, Irene didn't care if it might collapse on her, ending her life right there. She looked up, exhaling a puff of smoke, watching the rain and the churning mud with a wry smile. Jaired hadn't left either, gripping her wrist tightly. "Jaired, won't you go check on Ms. Alivia? Such a precious person, suffering so."

Jaired was drenched, rain and mud mixing on his skin. He crouched, pulling her into his arms. "Let's get out of here."

But Irene shrugged off his hand, smiling, "I'm not leaving. As long as this place stands, so do I."

"Are you out of your mind, Irene!" Jaired's cheek was slashed, bleeding, making him look quite the mess. Seeing Irene just sitting there made his eyes well up with tears. "Please," he begged. "Jaired, I begged you the same, ten years ago. You didn't listen."

the Riddle family's matriarch was about to give birth in North America and ended

was risky; one was not expected to survive and was left on the operating table. The other, taken back to the

known only by the code "001" indicating he was the ace up their sleeve. Irene and 001 trained together, enduring the world's harshest regimes. As

a mission, 001 encountered Jaired. Neither knew of their shared past, only feeling a

faces. Their

001, knowing well she could never act on

one in the shadows, the other in a world of privilege. They envied

Irene faced the tradition of selecting a male consort to rid her of any romantic notions, focusing solely on physical pleasure. But her heart