Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1338

"Damn it!"

She's the President of North America, for heaven's sake!

Jaired, standing below, heard the shout from above and lowered his gaze, already mentally preparing for the unfortunate soul who dared to speak out.

Lately, Irene had been on edge - a real firecracker. If she took it personally, not many could stand in her way.

But still, he stepped forward. "Irene, let me handle him."

Irene, however, raised her hand, stopping him, and just exchanged glances with Bryan up in the watchtower.

"Jaired."

It was Jaired she called, but Bryan up in the tower stiffened, awkwardly averting his gaze, his cheeks flushing even redder.

Irene didn't notice and continued instructing Jaired.

"You and King head inside. Leave this to me; I'll deal with that man."

Jaired knew this meant Irene was in the mood to toy with her prey before finishing them off with her signature throwing knife-just like she did with those two royal pests from North America. She never cared for the consequences, always seemingly on the hunt for a fitting grave for herself.

But Jaired knew Irene wouldn't fancy the graves here.

They were too dirty, too barren, nothing worthy of her stature.

marching

long as she wasn't seeking it, no

thus reassured, turned to

didn't stop us, but let's head inside. Seems he didn't alert anyone inside either. Did your

Fisher knew King's crew had arrived, he'd have sent threatening

King's phone was still silent, indicating Fisher was in the dark about their

whirl, feeling an overwhelming heat

felt alien to himself, as if something within him was

others in the watchtower just watched Irene ascend, someone

going

was occupied with Irene's approaching figure and the familiar sight of

as if it

face reddened more, but his gaze remained

give no orders, the others hesitated, knowing they were Bryan's men

now reached the watchtower, giving

Jaired a bit, my

she wouldn't touch any man from here too

what diseases

crossed, spoke indifferently, "So, how

"Bryan! Just give the word,

daring to speak

a pretty face! A hot

continued, but Bryan's command cut him off, "Shut it, all of you,