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 a nearby chair, her body trembling as she slid down to the floor. Dammit, Brielle, why did

herself into believing that all her troubles were because of Brielle. If she could just get revenge on Brielle,

it to the light. Sophia wanted to

a word, slowly closing her eyes. Truth be told, she had no idea if Sophia would actually help her. She was just buying time.

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

then there was Andrew. He must know what the Rowlands were up to, given his ties to them. If Andrew knew, it was only

your mind?” Brielle asked, her voice steady.

Are you so sure that after being humiliated by the bodyguards, Max will still take your back? That he’ll stand up for you, a woman scorned, against his brother’s girl and offend the