Master of his heart

Chapter 675

Ricardo stood behind her, watching as she seemed lost in thought. He couldn’t help but ask, “Ms. Haywood, are you worried about something you saw online?”

Brielle shook her head, her complexion a bit off. “I’ll take you home.”

“It’s okay. You don’t have to. Someone’s coming for me.”

With no choice but to feign composure, Brielle flashed him a weak smile. “Alright, then I’m off.”

Ricardo nodded at her, cradling the bottle of wine in his arms as if it were a precious treasure.

After Brielle left, the car that Annie had been sitting in mysteriously reappeared, pulling up in front of Ricardo. As soon as Ricardo got in, Annie engulfed him in a bear hug. “Ricky, I’ve missed you so much!”

He gently pushed her away, his brow furrowed in annoyance. “Miss Annie, what do you want with that scarf?”

Annie took off the scarf, placed it aside, and let out a sigh. “I’m on a little mission, which is way more fun than offing someone. Ricky, why are you hanging around Brielle?”

with excitement.

“It’s been ten

It’s because of this face that I could strike a deal with Michael. Ricky, your skills are as sharp

impatiently. Annie was just as noisy as a child, and that

Annie stopped talking and carefully tugged at his

out candy from her purse, popping it into her

still like a kid, Miss Annie.”

spoke. “Why are you with Brielle? Come with me instead.”

back when I’m bored.” He stepped out of the car, still holding the wine bottle. Annie was reluctant to let him go and tried to follow him, but Ricardo pushed her back. She put the window down, her eyes pleading. “Ricky,

the car and tensed up, wary of Ricardo’s potential reaction. But Ricardo just stood there, his tone casual. “Are you trying to

her seat, her eyes downturned in disappointment. “I get it. I’ll

consoled her, “Miss, he’s always

with a heavy look. Glancing at the scarf, she grabbed it in a fit of anger and tore it apart before setting it on fire with a lighter. The car filled with flames, but neither of them seemed to care. When the fire grew larger, Murray stopped the car amidst

amused. “This is fun.”

Michael wouldn’t want