Master of his heart (Max and Brielle) novel Chapter 990

Her brow furrowed, but fear wasn’t what gripped her. It was surprise.

Surprise that this man would appear inside Premier Palace.

With all those guards outside, how on earth did he get in?

And if he meant to kill her, would it really be that easy?

“Ahem, ahem, ahem.”

The man coughed a few times before looking up at her.

She seemed to have lost weight, her clothes hanging loosely on her frame as if they might slip off any moment. Standing there, she looked almost swamped by the fabric.

Her eyes appeared unusually large, and as she looked at him, there was no trace of emotion—as if he couldn’t stir any feeling within her.

“Waiting for Max?”

The man's voice was hoarse and strained, and it took a few coughs before he managed to speak.

Brielle didn’t reply. She chose silence and started to head upstairs.

If he could kill her that easily, why bother resisting? Death didn’t seem to scare her much.

“Hold it right there.”

His voice turned stormy.

“What’s the point in fooling yourself? Don’t you know Max is dead? He perished in that blaze, not even ashes left behind.”

Brielle’s body went rigid. She must have misheard.

She turned around, her eyes wide with disbelief.

King rose slowly, his tone bitter.

“Are you so lost in your little world that you can’t stand being without him?”

“Are you out of your mind?”

Brielle’s tone went ice-cold as she gripped her cardigan tightly.

Max couldn’t be dead. This guy had to be lying.

King stepped closer, reaching out as if to touch her hair.

Brielle recoiled in disgust, keeping a wary eye on him.

King’s hand froze in mid-air before he withdrew it, looking defeated.

“It’s my fault.”

She threw back the blanket and saw morning sunlight streaming in; she had hidden under the covers all night.

The knocking persisted, and she couldn’t tell if the knocks she heard last night were real or just a dream.

And King’s sudden appearance—was it real or just her mind playing tricks?

Her thoughts were in a tangled mess.

Slowly, she opened the door to find Wesley standing there, concern etched on his face. He scanned her from head to toe and finally sighed in relief.

“Ms. Brielle, time for breakfast.”

Brielle felt drained but worried that skipping a meal would be too much for her body.

Sitting down in the breakfast nook, she noticed Myles wasn’t there; only Ramey was at the table.

Ramey frowned but then shrugged.

“My cousin’s always so mysterious. I have no idea where he goes. Like a bat, he’s active at night and nowhere to be seen during the day.”

Brielle felt a pang of disappointment. She had hoped to learn some secrets from Myles, but he was as elusive as a shadow.

Why had he appeared by her side?

She really couldn’t understand.