Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1401

sighed in relief, repeating the process a few more times until she had eaten half the bowl. He then set it aside.

Tiffanie Harkins felt the familiar urge to vomit, but Mason held her chin gently yet firmly, keeping her head steady. Her cheeks flushed a deep crimson, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears as she finally managed to swallow the spoonful of chicken noodle soup. Mason Tiffanie stayed silent, her fingers gripping the bed sheets so tightly her knuckles turned white. Her stomach was in knots, as if the room was still echoing with Everett's laughter, Victoria's screams, and a cacophony of accusations. These sounds swirled in her mind, threatening to drive her to madness.

Instinctively, she moved to cover her ears, but Mason caught her hands, sat beside her, and pulled her into a comforting embrace. "It's okay, don't be scared," he whispered.

Tiffanie didn't respond, but her hand reached down to feel her pants, which she remembered had been removed. Seeing them replaced made her face turn pale, and she bent over, feeling the urge to throw up again. But nothing came out, just the dry heaves of nausea. Mason rubbed her back, sensing her distress. "I changed them for you and gave you a bath. You were sweating a lot," he explained.

Tiffanie's eyes widened, but the explanation brought a slight relief to her unsettled stomach. She slowly leaned back against the wall, feeling as limp as a ragdoll. Just thinking about Everett lunging at her made her skin crawl. So disgusting, truly revolting. Mason continued to soothe her, likely piecing together what had happened. "Victoria's been sent to a psychiatric hospital, and my father... he didn't make it."

of Victoria stabbing Everett over and over again playing in her mind, the sound of the

hand clutching tightly at the corner of his

felt the dampness on

all the overtime at work, he had set many new targets for the company that were still pending discussion. But now, he needed a month off to

his request, agreed without hesitation and urged him to take care of himself. After hanging up, Brielle turned

early and returning late. When asked, he mentioned some issues on Jaired's end. Brielle, having some inkling of Jaired's secretive identity, didn't press

King suggested something unexpected: joining a reality show together. Sitting on the plush sofa at Premier Palace, Brielle thought

let's

"The one you suggested to Aubree Clements, the one Stellar Stage Entertainment is investing in. It's the

always discreet, shunning interviews with big outlets like Beaconsfield, and keeping his role in Dream Tech Designs a secret

The Dorsey family's broke, and I've got nothing else