Master of his heart

Chapter 331

Suddenly, the sky was pierced by the roar of a helicopter. Reinforcements. They actually had reinforcements.

At this moment, the only person Brielle felt sorry for was Kenzo, who was completely an innocent victim in this mess. No, she couldn’t give up. Even if it meant dying here, she had to save Kenzo.

Brielle gritted her teeth, and the taste of iron filled her mouth. She could no longer stand, so she crawled on the ground, inching forward. The roar of the chopper grew louder as if it were right above her.

Through her blurred vision, she could make out a figure in a sleek suit approaching swiftly. Without seeing his face, she knew he was in a panic.

Max?

It was probably just a dying hallucination..

Brielle felt a profound sense of injustice. On the brink of death, she still didn’t know who was targeting her. They had come after her with such force.

Blood stained the cobblestones as Max’s heart shattered. The world around him faded, leaving only the expanding image of Brielle, seared into his retinas in shades of red.

“Brielle!” He hastened to her side and lifted her. His cool presence threatened to shatter the very air around them.

Max really come? Brielle squinted, hearing distant gunfire, and quickly grabbed his arm. “Max?”

at the sight of her blood–stained fingers. Her leg wounds,

into his embrace.

time to ponder why Max was

choked up but then remembered Kenzo, forcing herself to be calm. “Kenzo is still over

didn’t move but instead took out a tissue to wipe her palms. His long fingers

went to the Radiant Light Church with

wanted to take

places. It seemed his encounter with Brielle was a mere chance.

“I’ll have someone look for him. You

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was of no use here. But with Kenzo’s fate uncertain,

leave without worry?

want to find Kenzo.”

reinforcements had arrived, they

remained silent, a sharp taste crossing his heart as if he had bitten into a lemon. “My people

fate had been kind to let her see the person she most wanted to

leave and the blood dripping from her fingertips to the ground, Max felt a sudden pain in

the blood made them look frightful. She sat on a nearby rock, feeling a chill

was swift; several more helicopters flew in, scouring the woods. The gunfire had stopped; the assailants had

a bandage from a subordinate and knelt to tend to her leg wound. His dark eyes were cast down, and his brows relaxed.