Master of his heart (Max and Brielle) novel Chapter 1505

The driver's family surrounded her, pleading desperately, bowing so low their foreheads touched the ground. They begged her to go easy on the driver, to ask for less compensation.

Then, someone in the crowd recognized her as the streamer Emma, and chaos erupted in the hospital. Emma was jostled and shoved, caught in a whirlwind of attention as hundreds of phones pointed at her, recording every moment without mercy.

"It's Emma the streamer! Her mom was in a car accident and died," someone exclaimed.

"It really is her! She's even more stunning in person," another voice chimed in.

"Her mom just passed away—could you all have some decency and stop filming?" someone else pleaded.

As the crowd realized Emma was the famous streamer, they quickly started a live stream, drawing in viewers by the thousands. The comments were unforgiving. Some accused her of scamming, saying she was just marrying rich now that she was famous, claiming she deserved everything happening to her. Others questioned if she was faking it—how could her mother have died so suddenly?

Through it all, the driver's family continued kneeling, their cries full of tears and desperation. Emma, on the receiving end of this tragedy, couldn't find her voice. Her throat felt raw, and everything around her blurred in and out of focus.

Suddenly, she spotted Dustin weaving through the throng, shrugging off his jacket to shield her, guiding her away from the chaos. Emma stayed silent, numb from the pain that consumed her, wishing she could just escape it all.

Dustin's appearance didn't go unnoticed on the live stream. Viewers were initially captivated by his looks before recognizing him.

"That's Dustin, the CEO of Infinity Brilliance. He seems pretty tight with Emma, doesn't he?"

"More than tight—could he be Emma's mysterious fiancé?"

"No way! Do you have any idea what Infinity Brilliance means? It's top-tier elite. Emma's just a small-time streamer; she can't be that lucky."

Dustin helped Emma into the car, while bodyguards held back the crowd. Even in the car, Emma remained silent, her gaze fixed straight ahead, eyes unfocused. Dustin instructed the driver to move, cradling Emma gently against him.

Emma's body was rigid, not leaning into him, just sitting quietly.