Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1207

Brielle's eyes welled up, but she couldn't find the words, her throat feeling like it was on fire. Dustin, noticing her distress, promptly had someone bring over a glass of water and placed it in front of her.

After a few sips, Brielle felt the burning sensation in her throat ease. Dustin sat across from her, his suit jacket discarded at the entryway, now just in a crisp dress shirt. His fair skin seemed to glow in the sunlight streaming in, but Brielle was too preoccupied to notice. "So, what's the deal with you and Arthur? Keep your distance. Ever since the royal family started that organization, I've had a bad feeling. And now, the media's having a field day with you two."

"He played me. I never thought he'd gamble with his own life."

Dustin didn't need to spell out how the headlines would sensationalize their story. Naturally, they'd go for the most scandalous angle. Brielle was fuming, partly at herself, for not immediately pulling away when she saw Arthur, giving him an opening. She had been focused on keeping the peace because of the Lynch family's agreements with the royals, and now she was in a tight spot.

"Where's King?" Dustin asked, glancing around, noticing the absence of the man who usually stuck to Brielle like glue. It was odd, given his usual insistence on being close, yet today, he was nowhere to be seen.

"He left," Brielle replied, her voice barely a whisper. Her grip on the cup was so tight her knuckles turned white. She hadn't slept all night, troubled by Arthur's actions, and now, just thinking of King made her heart ache.

usual eagerness to please Brielle, but it was shocking to hear he had left North America. Just the other day, everyone had been enjoying themselves at the Lynch's, and now he had taken off

though she tried to convince herself, 'It's just King, not Max.'

taken aback, then frowned

"He left with him."

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his kid with his first love. All that talk about his 'greatest love,' what a joke." Brielle didn't realize the bitterness in

forehead, a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth. "So, what now? You two just gonna leave it at

fell silent, her

of King himself? I wonder if my concern for him is also because of Max. Everything's a mess in my head. I can't stand seeing

night, realizing in that moment what she had been doing always indulging him. His clinginess, his mood swings, The loneliness he radiated

us to cool off. Doesn't he have his first love?"