Master of his heart (Max and Brielle) novel Chapter 877

Brielle frowned, heading straight to her office. She had skimmed through the online buzz, already predicting Alivia’s downfall when she instructed Murray. Alivia had brought it on herself.

Twitter was still blowing up with comments under her posts—the shock of rejecting Max was too massive for everyone to handle. No surprise Alivia was losing her mind. The man she had chased for years, who never even glanced her way, had fallen for Brielle, a girl from an orphanage. Anybody in her position would be devastated.

But that didn’t justify Alivia’s meltdown. By now, she had lost it completely, smashing everything in her room. After a sleepless night, she was on the edge, alternating between sobbing and hysterical laughter. Finally, she sent a desperate, almost groveling message to Jaired, begging for his help.

Jaired couldn’t help but smirk at her message. He knew she was at her breaking point. She’d probably bark like a dog if he asked her to, such was her desperation. He relished the twisted pleasure of seeing a once-proud beauty reduced to a pitiful wreck.

Sure, he had a thing for Alivia, but once she lost her edge and was beaten down by Brielle, his interest faded. He craved malice, the sharpness in a woman. He longed for the bloom of wickedness. The old Alivia fit the bill—using anyone and everyone to achieve her goals, and he was more than willing to be at her beck and call.

If she had been willing to drag everyone down without hesitation, Jaired would have gladly helped her. But now she was nothing more than a desperate, drowning rat, clinging to false hopes. She wasn’t worth another move.