Chapter 275
Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)
Back in her hospital room, Brielle slipped back into a restless slumber, oblivious to the chaos that was unravelling within the Haywood household.
Since the afternoon, their remaining partners had followed suit in terminating contracts, and the news was getting harder to contain by the minute. The Haywood residence was ablaze with lights: sleep was the last thing on anyoneâs mind.
Robert ran his fingers through his hair in sheer panic. Decorum was the least of his worries now. As dawn broke, the media would be like sharks to blood, and the Haywood stock would plummet.
Those in the know were aware of who was targeting them, and no one dared to invest at such a crucial time. The Haywoods were on the brink of ruin, and everyone could feel it. Not even a gasp for air seemed possible.
With his chest trembling in anxiety, Robert turned to Cameron. âHave you gotten in touch with Brielle?
Weâre running out of time. Send more people to find her. She must beg Max for mercy.â Miranda, sitting between the two men, wore an even grimmer expression. Recalling the dayâs events, her lips tightened. âBrielle should be in the hospital.â
Robert looked at her, surprised. âHow do you know?â
Twisting her hands nervously, Miranda recounted the dayâs events. As she finished, Robertâs anger erupted, and he struck her across the face.
Mirandaâs head jerked to the side. She touched her cheek in disbelief, the twisted anger on Robertâs face silencing her.
âIâve said it before, donât provoke her in the short term! She has Max backing her now, and you still went to start trouble. Youâd better find a way to calm Brielle down. Cameron, go with your mother, and while youâre at it, visit your grandfather. This matter must be resolved before noon tomorrow.â
Cameron looked equally disturbed. Lillian was still in custody, and now this disaster had befallen the Haywoods. âDad, Lillian, sheâ¦â
Disgust flickered in Robertâs eyes.
âWithout that goodâforânothing, would the Haywoods have come to this? If only she never appeared.
Brielle would still be our daughter, connected to Max, and weâd have everything. Instead, we welcomed back a black sheep, what a curse!â
âDad, how can you say that? Lillian has Haywood blood, and Brielle, no matter how capable, is just some bastard that popped out of nowhere.â
âBastard? That âbastardâ has Max on her side, who dares call her that now? Lillian was so eager to go against her, but she never measures her own capabilities. This mess is her doing. Max.
clearly doesnât want to let her go. What can we do? Her imprisonment is already a certainty.â
Robert rubbed his temples, feeling an unbearable irritation.
The last time Lillian drugged Max, he didnât pursue it, but she was foolish enough to provoke him again and again.
What a moron!
Miranda, struck by Robertâs words, sat sobbing, her face in her hands. âHow can we let Lillian go to jail? Sheâs my flesh and blood. If she goes to jail, wouldnât her life be ruined? Brielle already owes Lillian. Would she really ruin her life? That wicked woman!â
In Mirandaâs eyes, everything was Brielleâs fault. Even though it was Lillian who attempted murder, Brielle was unharmed, wasnât she? So why hold on to it?
Robert, feeling a vein pulse angrily on his forehead, couldnât contain his wrath and slapped her again.
âWith that brain of yours, no wonder Lillian turned out this way! You even threw coffee at Brielle. Do you want to speed up our downfall?â
Miranda was stupefied, unable to utter a word, just sitting and crying.
Cameron watched the scene unfold with bitter irony. âDad, Iâll find Brielle as soon as I can. For Grandpaâs sake, she wonât press charges. This is Lillianâs fault, but she turned out this way because of the hardships she faced. Donât say these things in front of her. Iâll get her out.â
Robert exhaled deeply and fell silent.
Meanwhile, in the police station, Lillian curled up against the wall, as if to disappear into it. She spent every moment cursing Brielle. If she got out, sheâd find another chance to kill her.
Right, sheâd also spread the word about Brielle and Max, so the rest of the Dorsey family would. turn against Brielle.
Ever since her last call with Miranda, the police had cut off any contact with her family. She felt like she was marooned on an island, completely isolated from the world.
It was all because of that bitch Brielle.
Max had pushed her to this edge for Brielle.
Damn it all.