Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1411

The show's producers had indeed set the rules in stone. Brielle glanced at King with a touch of sympathy, wondering how he managed to handle being paired with Jiang Yu. She found the whole situation amusing but had to stifle her laughter to keep it from escaping. King noticed her barely-contained amusement, and it stung a bit. "What's so funny?" he asked, a hint of irritation creeping into his voice.

"Nothing," Brielle replied, trying to keep a straight face as she coughed lightly to compose herself.

The production team clapped their hands, bringing everyone's focus back. "Alright, everyone, remember those points are crucial. The person with the most points at the end of the show wins a half-day all to themselves at Beaconsville Amusement Park. It's no small prize. This is the biggest park around, and the staff will cater to the winner's every whim."

Brielle's eyes lit up with excitement. "Seriously? I heard that park's got international backing. It seems pretty far-fetched to shut it down for just one person, especially with their nightly fireworks drawing crowds from everywhere. The loss would be huge."

The production team smiled knowingly. "Mr. Haywood, we've partnered with the local government and the park. Trust us, we've got the backing we need."

Hints of a nearby benefactor who'd invested a fortune to make this happen only fueled the excitement among the group.

"A private half-day at such a park with all the staff at your service? That's world-class," someone marveled.

These parks, known for their cutting-edge attractions, only existed in the wealthiest countries, often becoming the ultimate dreamland for kids and teens alike.

in Brielle's eyes, King leaned closer and whispered, "If you really

effort required, especially to maintain high scores, gave her pause. King had pushed himself hard

it

King insisted, his voice

the microphones, sent the live audience into a frenzy of cheers and

two be any more

are we to hear Mr. Dorsey, the ice king, speak so

effort today wasn't easy, and

again. "Mr. Dorsey,

turned

him from snapping. Jiang Yu, misjudging his restraint as a

on

swushed

Mr. Dorsey, we're on the same team. Sharing is caring, right? You wouldn't let me go hungry," she

stepped in trying to keep the peace. "I can spare you three points. That