Master of his heart

Chapter 92

Chapter 92

Brielle felt the top button of her blouse choking her and raised her hand to unfasten it, but Max caught her wrist, “Or maybe try a different

outfit.”

A smirk played at the corners of Brielle’s mouth; his possessiveness was baffling at times.

She turned and grabbed a light turtleneck sweater from her closet, not showing any sign of bashfulness as she stripped off the one she was wearing. After changing, she twirled in front of him, “Is this better?”

Max averted his gaze, his naturally long lashes casting a shadow, “Barely.”

Rolling her eyes inwardly, Brielle walked towards the living room, making sure to grab her cane.

She shut the bedroom door behind her with a soft click.

Sophia and Emily had been waiting impatiently outside the door, their hands raised to knock again when it swung open.

then offered a cool smile, “Make yourselves

into cotton, losing the intended impact. She glanced around

humble.

to mask her resentment towards

the couch, placing her cane beside her, “Come in, don’t just stand

Chapter 92

stormed in, “Brielle, don’t

water had long gone cold. She picked it up and took a sip. “I just have a few questions, and after that,

a comfortable position, eyes fixed on the

mastermind?”

to throw the fruit from the table at Brielle’s face. This despicable bitch was ignoring

demeanor only aggravated

the thick bandages on Brielle’s leg, Emily moved forward, aiming to stomp on her foot. But Brielle was quick to dodge, retracting her foot and splashing the water towards

and she almost screamed as she lunged at

Brielle.

If you don’t play along, he’ll throw me back to the police station. Emily, I don’t care what beef you have with Brielle, but if you don’t

than Emily’s twisted rage. She shot a disdainful look at Brielle, planning her revenge for after this was all over, but for now, she couldn’t act on impulse, not

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