Chapter 643

Andrew thought it was time to snuff out Brielle’s life. He never dwelled on consequences–his own satisfaction was paramount.

He could even disregard that she belonged to Max. So what? To cross him was to court death.

However, a nagging feeling told him that killing Brielle would provoke more than a slap from Aubree.

His hands gripped the steering wheel with a wild edge, and his brows knitted in fierce determination. “Brielle, my business with Aubree is none of your concern. She’s well aware that I plan to marry Tessa. My heart has always been with Tessa.”

*Andrew, did Aubree not tell you? The moment you marry Tessa, she’ll step out of the picture. She’s just getting an early start. Your wedding is coming up soon, right? Tessa’s relying on you more than ever. If you don’t marry her, think of how pitiful she’ll be.”

Her face was lit up with a smile as the sunlight kissed one cheek.

Suddenly, a chilling thought struck Andrew. Brielle wasn’t looking forward to his marriage with Tessa; she was anticipating pushing him and Tessa into a living hell.

That grave called marriage seemed to beckon him and Tessa to a point of no return.

But why?

well how she had climbed the social ladder to Max’s

They either used their bodies to get ahead or threw around their beauty

was a call away when

this arrangement. And yet, all he

the world his affair with his sister in all but blood. The moment that

they were numb, never caring for her pain. So what

Pain began gnawing at Brielle’s stomach, her discomfort

cars were in pursuit. She recognized one–it was Max’s. He had

His car was a custom sports car with the advantage

because Aubree wants to end things with you? You’re even redecting Tessa’s

his breath uneven. He took a sharp turn, only to confront

reaction, and the vehicle barreled past the sign. In a salt–second decision. Andrew varked the

crumpling the hood. Shards of the shattered windshield

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