Chapter 579

Brielle had stealthily retreated fifty meters away from the window, the bone–chilling breeze of the evening slicing through her skin and settling deep into her marrow. She slapped her cheeks in an attempt to stay alert, a movement that sent a jolt of pain through her wrist.

She had covered her wrist with her sleeve when she went to meet Max. It was winter, after all, and no one could spot the abnormality as long as she didn’t take off her coat. However, her recent gesture had been a bit too vigorous, and the freshly stitched wound on her hand throbbed with pain.

Thinking that Max would be a while longer, she slipped into the restroom down the hall. The restroom was spotlessly clean, and just as she rolled up her sleeve, footsteps echoed at the doorway it was Alivia.

If she were Alivia, she wouldn’t keep putting herself in a position to be humiliated. After all, Max didn’t love Alivia, and that was Brielle’s trump card.

Alivia stood at the doorway, her arms crossed, her expression stormy. “Martha sent me out and said she had something to discuss privately with Max. I’ve got no idea what they’re talking about or whether Max can hold out, considering Martha is, quite literally, betting her life on

this.”

up close and personal

the first time, Brielle realized just how spiteful Alivia could be. As perfect and composed as she seemed to others, that was how petty and terrible she was when it came to Brielle.

out the ugliest sides of a woman, not just in clashes

for her, she wouldn’t abandon her

Max. Perhaps you’d like me to make a video for you next time?” Brielle quipped as she rolled up

she should check into the hospital later, she was startled by the

“You bitch!”

Alivia yanked Brielle’s hand, submerged the injured wrist under the cold tap, and

Chapter 579

on the wound could easily lead to an infection. Brielle shoved

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