Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Back in her hospital room, Brielle slipped back into a restless slumber, oblivious to the chaos that was unravelling within the Haywood household.

Since the afternoon, their remaining partners had followed suit in terminating contracts, and the news was getting harder to contain by the minute. The Haywood residence was ablaze with lights: sleep was the last thing on anyone’s mind.

Robert ran his fingers through his hair in sheer panic. Decorum was the least of his worries now. As dawn broke, the media would be like sharks to blood, and the Haywood stock would plummet.

Those in the know were aware of who was targeting them, and no one dared to invest at such a crucial time. The Haywoods were on the brink of ruin, and everyone could feel it. Not even a gasp for air seemed possible.

With his chest trembling in anxiety, Robert turned to Cameron. “Have you gotten in touch with Brielle? We’re running out of time. Send more people to find her. She must beg Max for mercy.” Miranda, sitting between the two men, wore an even grimmer expression. Recalling the day’s events, her lips tightened. “Brielle should be in the hospital.”

Robert looked at her, surprised. “How do you know?”

Twisting her hands nervously, Miranda recounted the day’s events. As she finished, Robert’s anger erupted, and he struck her across the face.

Miranda’s head jerked to the side. She touched her cheek in disbelief, the twisted anger on Robert’s face silencing her.

“I’ve said it before, don’t provoke her in the short term! She has Max backing her now, and you still went to start trouble. You’d better find a way to calm Brielle down. Cameron, go with your mother, and while you’re at it, visit your grandfather. This matter must be resolved before noon tomorrow.”

Cameron looked equally disturbed. Lillian was still in custody, and now this disaster had befallen the Haywoods. “Dad, Lillian, she…”

Disgust flickered in Robert’s eyes.

“Without that good–for–nothing, would the Haywoods have come to this? If only she never appeared. Brielle would still be our daughter, connected to Max, and we’d have everything. Instead, we welcomed back a black sheep, what a curse!”

“Dad, how can you say that? Lillian has Haywood blood, and Brielle, no matter how capable, is just some bastard that popped out of nowhere.” Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“Bastard? That ‘bastard‘ has Max on her side, who dares call her that now? Lillian was so eager to go against her, but she never measures her own capabilities. This mess is her doing. Max.

clearly doesn’t want to let her go. What can we do? Her imprisonment is already a certainty.”

Robert rubbed his temples, feeling an unbearable irritation.

The last time Lillian drugged Max, he didn’t pursue it, but she was foolish enough to provoke him again and again.

What a moron!

Miranda, struck by Robert’s words, sat sobbing, her face in her hands. “How can we let Lillian go to jail? She’s my flesh and blood. If she goes to jail, wouldn’t her life be ruined? Brielle already owes Lillian. Would she really ruin her life? That wicked woman!”

In Miranda’s eyes, everything was Brielle’s fault. Even though it was Lillian who attempted murder, Brielle was unharmed, wasn’t she? So why hold on to it?

Robert, feeling a vein pulse angrily on his forehead, couldn’t contain his wrath and slapped her again. “With that brain of yours, no wonder Lillian turned out this way! You even threw coffee at Brielle. Do you want to speed up our downfall?”

Miranda was stupefied, unable to utter a word, just sitting and crying.

Cameron watched the scene unfold with bitter irony. “Dad, I’ll find Brielle as soon as I can. For Grandpa’s sake, she won’t press charges. This is Lillian’s fault, but she turned out this way because of the hardships she faced. Don’t say these things in front of her. I’ll get her out.”

Robert exhaled deeply and fell silent.

Meanwhile, in the police station, Lillian curled up against the wall, as if to disappear into it. She spent every moment cursing Brielle. If she got out, she’d find another chance to kill her.

Right, she’d also spread the word about Brielle and Max, so the rest of the Dorsey family would. turn against Brielle.

Ever since her last call with Miranda, the police

had cut off any contact with her family. She felt like she was marooned on an island, completely isolated from the world.

It was all because of that bitch Brielle.

Max had pushed her to this edge for Brielle.

Damn it all.