Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Two days later, at the prison.

Brielle was somewhat stunned when she was told she could leave. Lifting her gaze to the sunlight streaming through the prison gates, she involuntarily closed her eyes. It all felt so surreal; the light was so intense it almost brought tears to her eyes.

The room she had been staying in was dimly lit, and having spent time in solitary, she hadn’t been bathed in sunlight like this for ages.

She awkwardly wiped her eyes as the man in uniform beside her returned her cell phone. “Ms. Brielle, the Dorsey family has decided not to pursue the matter further, and here’s your resignation letter. Someone asked me to give this to you.”

Resignation letter? Rubbing her eyes, Brielle took the brief document and saw Max’s signature at the bottom. It felt like a thousand needles piercing straight into her heart. Her face turned pale as she clutched the paper tightly.

The uniformed man said nothing more and turned to re–enter the building.

Standing amidst the flood of light, Brielle could feel the warmth of the sun, yet she felt as if she were still in that dark cell, surrounded by shadow, and her mind a complete blank.

She sat down, lost and bewildered, only to see a car slowly approach and stop beside her. The car door opened, revealing Aubree’s face, alight with surprise. “You’re free! I couldn’t believe it. when I got the call. I thought I was dreaming. How on earth did the Dorsey family let you off the hook?”

Brielle’s eyes still held a touch of bewilderment, but she latched onto the key point in Aubree’sBelonging to NôvelDrama.Org.

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“Who called you?”

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“A stranger, using your phone, told me to come pick you up and said you were released. What’s

Why’d they let you go so easily? I heard Spencer just got out of the hospital two days ago, and now he’s apparently getting engaged to Sophia, of all people. Talk about a plot twist.”

It felt to Brielle as if she had been away from Beaconsfield for ages, completely out of touch with its current affairs.

Spencer and Sophia? How did these two unrelated people suddenly become a pair? Sophia was from her camp. She didn’t know whether this was all a coincidence or if someone was orchestrating these events.

Curious about the document in Brielle’s hand, Aubree took it and started cursing up a storm upon seeing the signed resignation letter. “That jerk! How could he be so heartless? You have his child and-”

She stopped mid–sentence, her mouth snapping shut as she saw Brielle’s eyes brim with tears.

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The discomfort was palpable.

“Bri, forget Dorsey International. We’ll find you a job somewhere else. The sky’s the limit, right? You don’t need them to survive.”

Brielle didn’t respond and was about to get into the car when another vehicle pulled up in front. of her. Spencer stepped out, his expression neither bright nor dejected. He simply looked Brielle. over and asked, “Brielle, would you marry me?”

Her face instantly darkened, disgust clear in her eyes.

Spencer, expecting this reaction, continued, “Even If you don’t want me, Uncle Max won’t choose you either. Did you know? Tonight, the Dorsey family is dining with the Barnes and the Rowland families to discuss marriage. Uncle Max is getting hitched.”

Brielle went pale, disbelief written all over her face. Her heart shattered, and her bones ground

to dust.

Spencer took pleasure in her pain, his own heart feeling a twisted sense of relief. Noticing the resignation letter in Brielle’s hand, he smirked, “You probably don’t know, but Uncle Max. personally requested your resignation. In his eyes, you’re now just a stranger who hurt the Dorsey family. He has a hematoma, resulting in memory loss–he’s forgotten you. Even if you showed up on his doorstep, he wouldn’t spare you a second glance.”

After delivering his piece, he looked at her despondently. “So, will you still choose him? If you marry me, I’ll tell Grandfather right away. We’ll put aside our past grievances and start over. You know, choosing me is your best option now.”

“Get lost,” Brielle said bluntly and got into Aubree’s car.

Aubree responded to Spencer with a resounding middle finger.

Spencer stood still, chuckling at himself. He knew coming here was masochistic, yet he couldn’t help but want to see Brielle. He was a glutton for punishment.

Inside the car, Aubree cautiously watched Brielle’s expression. So Max had forgotten Brielle–a dramatic turn of events that was actually playing out in real life.

Swallowing hard, Aubree wasn’t sure how to console her friend. Then, Brielle spoke up. “Can we find out where these families are meeting tonight?”