Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1341

But in the next second, another bullet struck his shoulder.

Fisher coughed in pain, his lips curling into a cold smirk. "Being loved by me was her privilege. Maybe she's already carrying my child. Such a pity for the beauty."

King reacted swiftly, his leg shooting out to kick Fisher squarely in the jaw. Fisher's jaw snapped to the side, leaving him unable to utter a single word.

He still couldn't wrap his head around how King had managed to infiltrate the place. With Bryan on his side, Fisher had thought his defenses were impenetrable. Bryan was his ace in the hole, and now that his fortress had been breached, he was at King's mercy. And King was merciless, not giving Fisher a moment to stall for time.

Meanwhile, King's crew was engaged in a fierce battle with the guards, the area erupting into chaos, bullets flying everywhere. But around King, there was a deadly calm.

Brielle?" he demanded, aiming his gun at Fisher. Fisher responded with a cold, blood-streaked sneer, full of disdain. He relished in the agony he thought he was inflicting on King. Even if King had arrived, Brielle had already been pushed into the labyrinth of

shred of truth

eyes reflected not fear but frustration, unable to accept how his meticulously laid plans had crumbled so swiftly. How had King infiltrated without a whisper of warning? What had gone wrong at the perimeter? But no answer

loud "Bang!", Fisher's eyes

remaining forces at the base ceased their resistance. Someone spilled the beans

an entrance to his elaborate network of tunnels, but few dared to venture into them, for each door could tead to untold dangers. But without entering, finding

King with a rope tied around his waist, cautiously entered the tunnels. The sight that greeted them was staggering: forty passages,

to assist. Including King, forty people, each secured

anyone rash enough to follow without caution was walking into a trap. The walls could rotate, turning a passage into a dead