Master of his heart

Chapter 375

Simon’s phone rang with the shrill urgency of a siren in the sterile hush of the hospital ward.

Brielle, quick as a flash, killed the livestream and made her exit through another corridor.

Simon hit the answer button. A voice, cold and detached, seeped through the speaker.

“Idiot, someone’s been streaming from your sickbay.”

A chill ran through Simon’s spine. He frantically searched the room and even peered outside the door but found no one.

Restlessness took him hostage as he recalled his recent words–had they all been broadcasted live?

Damn it, who could it be?!

By that time, Brielle had already left the hospital. Her stream was anonymous and brief, but the captured moments were already spreading like wildfire online, igniting discussions and debates. Within half an hour, everyone who had been spewing venomous words saw the video. Simon’s true, ugly colors were laid bare for all to see.

Brielle hadn’t anticipated stumbling upon such a revealing conversation. She thought disarming these two pawns would take more effort, but it turned out to be a windfall.

Monitoring the online chatter, she saw the focus of gossip shift to Simon and Sue, giving her a moment to breathe.

was about to give the driver the address, she saw Simon bursting out of the hospital entrance, speaking frantically on the phone. Too far to hear the words, she simply leaned back and said, “Please take me

a violent crash and the collective

Şimon, who was just beside the road moments ago, was now a lifeless, bloodied heap..

the hospital, but it was clear–Simon was beyond help, reduced

held

seemed to echo in Brielle’s ears, a

pawns would buy her time,

ruthless in his

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pale: maybe you should get checked out. What a tragedy to have an accident right outside a hospital. Looks like a fatality.”

as she spoke, turning to see Sue emerging from the hospital, her cries tearing through the

husband lost was a true cause for grief, but the loss of her daughter Sarah seemed to leave

eyes, Brielle had to admit, albeit reluctantly, that she was

who had been steeped in power since birth, to whom

so did Simon once he became useless. Simon’s death spelled trouble for Brielle. This was William’s game.

couldn’t commit

nor the Grim Reaper; she had no right to decide life or

why she was losing.