Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1337

King stood in the truck, his eyes scanning the scenery outside, his voice calm and steady.

"You used me and the Lynch family to take down that base. We helped you destroy it. For years, those base folks have meddled in Brielle's life, and I never held it against you. Now you've been tricked by me once, isn't that enough to call it even?" Irene stood at the front of the truck, her position giving her a higher vantage point. She had been searching for a place to rest forever, but this barren land was far from what she desired.

She even found herself envying Kenzo's fate, wishing everything could go back to the beginning, to be buried at sea, dissolved into nothingness-a fitting end.

She unfastened the throwing knife from her wrist, examining it closely in front of her.

Jaired stood beside King, also looking out over the land.

They were about to cross the fence, having delayed for over a day and night, and nobody could afford to wait any longer.

King had been tracking Brielle's movements, noticing her circling the same spot, obviously stuck somewhere.

Though there was no immediate danger, there was no telling if her mental state would start to falter. They needed to reach her side quickly.

The truck slowly moved forward, inching closer to the fence.

Nearby, Bryan stood watch in a guard tower.

As the truck drew nearer, he squinted, ready to command his men to fire, but froze upon locking eyes with the woman at the forefront of the vehicle. Familiar conversations flooded his mind.

"Boss, you sure you want me to go?"

"You're defying my orders?"

"001 would never dare."

silhouette, Bryan felt his body heat up. Was he

cheeks flushed with heat, spreading down to

him stunned in place, face

"Bryan?"

back to reality, Bryan felt every cell in his body clamoring, buzzing with

all flushed. Got

away, not wanting his unusual state to be seen. He even placed a

heart? It felt as though it was about to leap out

How bizarre.

How eerie.

are we still firing? They're about to

him seemingly bewitched, they were at a loss, forced to watch the approaching trucks

"I don't know."

honesty was palpable. After a minute, he gestured for

me a bow and

preserved ancient hunting traditions, and

passed to him, and Bryan took

whooshing sound and initially mistook it for a bullet, but the next moment, an arrow lodged into the ground beside her. Narrowing

been expecting

a fierce battle just outside the fence.

bullet, but

felt like a

How interesting.

QUMS

Irene could see the person atop the tower. If not for his face being partially obscured,

whole time, on this very truck, so that man couldn't be Jaired. Irene's pupils