Master of his heart

Chapter 233

The words were like a siren’s song, her face an icy mask.

Sophia let go of Brielle’s hand, her fingertips trembling uncontrollably. “How could William ever be wrong? His treatment of me is justified. All he needs is for me to take you down. As long as | take you down…”

“And after you’ve dealt with me, what then? What’s your prize, Sophia? For heaven’s sake, you’re a Rowland, aren’t you? Has your resolve really crumbled that easily? After just a couple of days of his mind games, have you caught a case of Stockholm Syndrome? Wake up, girl. You’re just refusing to face the truth.”

Those words struck Sophia like a sledgehammer, mercilessly crushing her. Sophia’s pupils dilated slowly, her body felt drained of strength, and she wanted nothing more than to collapse

on the floor.

Brielle’s words were as sharp as a knife, cutting deep without mercy. “I’ve heard a story before.” Brielle continued, her voice cold. “About a woman who was abused as a little girl. She lied to herself, claiming she liked it, and ended up selling her body. But at twenty–five, she killed herself. She couldn’t keep up the lie anymore.”

to the floor. Dammit, Brielle, why did she

she hypnotized herself into believing that all her troubles were because of Brielle. If

her soul, exposing it to the light. Sophia wanted to laugh, and she

watched her without a word, slowly closing her eyes. Truth be told, she had no idea if Sophia would actually help her. She was

would surely find a way to help, wouldn’t he? Although Mason seemed quite cunning at the party, Brielle had a feeling he wouldn’t abandon her.

up to, given his ties to them. If Andrew knew, it was only

have you made up your mind?” Brielle asked, her voice

you? Are you so sure that after being humiliated by the bodyguards,