Master of his heart (Max and Brielle) novel Chapter 1025

Brielle couldn't care less about the royal squabbles that had plagued Saudi Arabia for generations. What really grabbed her attention was a specific point in time, exactly ten years ago. That was when Max left their sleepy town of Beaconsfield at just sixteen to conquer Wall Street. Even now, Max's true identity remained a mystery to her, a secret he never chose to disclose. If her suspicions were accurate, the whole scenario was downright bizarre.

Rising from her seat, Brielle shut her laptop and noticed that Dustin was also getting up.

"Got him," he said.

"Who?" she asked.

"Dummy."

"Little Hawk, you should get some rest. I'll go check it out," Dustin suggested.

Brielle frowned, "Bro, I'm coming with you."

Dustin didn't argue.

When they arrived at the scene, the first thing Brielle noticed was a pool of blood, sending a chill down her spine. The trail of blood led into a dark corner. She grabbed Dustin's arm and shook her head, signaling caution.

The cars parked nearby still had their headlights on, but the people were gone. The area clearly showed signs of a fierce struggle—trampled grass and, more ominously, no sign of Dustin’s team or Dummy.

With her sharp eyesight, Brielle spotted a note pinned to a tree. She recognized the handwriting as Kenzo's from their university days spent together in the library. His sudden request for a meeting puzzled her.

The note included an address and an urgent plea to meet alone, claiming he had discovered a secret. Knowing the place and sensing the urgency in Kenzo’s message, Brielle communicated silently with Dustin, quickly forming a plan.

The last time Brielle let Kenzo go, she considered her debt to him repaid. She had made it clear that their next meeting would be as adversaries. Given his near-fatal betrayal of Dustin, forgiveness was out of the question.