Master of his heart

Chapter 278

Cameron thought he had the upper hand, his face relaxing into a smug grin. “Brielle, Lillian’s still holed up at the police station because of you. Julian would never stand to see a Haywood in trouble, least of all his own granddaughter. You need to make a call, drop the charges over her buying off that driver, and then we can all be merry.”

Brielle leaned back, trying to keep her expression steady. The more you panic now, the more they’ll walk all over you. “Only you Haywoods are merry, not me,” she said coolly. “Julian is your kin, and you are now using him to threaten me? You really have no shame.

Cameron narrowed his eyes, his voice laced with mockery. “And you have some? The former fiancée of Spencer, now cozying up with his uncle, Max. If the Dorseys got wind of this, what do you think they’d do to you, Brielle? Let’s compromise. You get Max to back off and drop the lawsuit against Lillian, we keep quiet, and everyone’s at peace. Sounds good, doesn’t it?”

A shadow crossed Brielle’s eyes. She had faced the Haywoods‘ shamelessness before, but this was revolting.

She had brokered several major deals for the Haywoods, deals she could now leverage to hasten their demise. But that would only make them more desperate, putting Julian in greater danger.

She needed to establish her own company, fast. She couldn’t let them exploit her weaknesses again…

As the standoff continued, a knock on the hospital room door announced the arrival of the doctor. The doctor handed Brielle a neatly wrapped box, his voice tinged with envy. “Ms. Brielle, someone just dropped this off for you. I think you’ll be very pleased with it.”

of Max. Was

dilated in shock, and reflexively, she tried to close it. But the box

the fingers were bloodless, yet they still sent chills down the spine.

small note fluttered out of the box, which Cameron, pale as

twisted in horror, his hand trembling.

fainted

hide the box. Grinding his teeth, he wished he could tear her in two. “Brielle! What is this?! You

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because of you, and now you have her fingers chopped off! You witch!”

were bloodshot, his mind devoid of reason

Max on

kept her face cold. “Lillian has crossed many people; how am I supposed to