Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

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Chapter 374

Brielle chose not to drive her own car to the hospital, fearing that her license plate might

have been blasted online, turning her vehicle into a target for any fanatic who might take

their rage out on the road.

The online world was still abuzz with speculation, and the thought of being rammed by an

extremist if they caught wind of her car made her shudder.

Having learned where Simon was hospitalized, Brielle was ready to confront him. But since

Sue’s collapse was all an act, the two sat idly in the hospital room.

Wary of the media circus waiting for an interview outside, Simon had Sue feign a state of

utter distress. It seemed they were trapped in the hospital for the foreseeable future.

Sue sat on the hospital bed, a look of worry crossing her face.

“Honey, do you think we’ll really get our hands on a big sum? What if the guy’s just pulling

our legs?” she voiced her concern.

Simon’s response was swift and harsh–a slap across her face.

“We’ve got ten million in the bank, for heaven’s sake! Enough with your nonsense! Get

your act together, and don’t screw this up,” he snapped.

Sue’s cheeks reddened as she touched her face, tears welling up. “I’m just scared we

won’t get the money. You know how ruthless those loan sharks can be. If anything

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happens to you, I don’t want to live either.”

Simon sneered. “It’s just eight million. We’ve already got ten, and we’ll clear that debt in

no time. Dorsey International is loaded. We’ll milk them for another ten million easily. Then

we can live the high life anywhere.”

Sue nodded, her hand instinctively moving to her stomach.

Sarah was gone. At her age, having another child was out of the question.

If Simon left her for a younger woman, what would she do?

She had nothing left but Simon.

Simon saw her deep in thought, and irritation flickered across his face.

“Think I’m going to dump you? You should remember, I didn’t turn my nose up at you for

having

a daughter. Any other man would have divorced you for bringing in a liability like that.”

Sue nodded fervently, remembering her own fear of divorce after giving birth to a girl. But

Simon had forgiven her, and she resolved to be unwaveringly loyal to him.

From outside the room, Brielle listened in, and her brow furrowed.

Brielle had thought there might be hope for Sue, but it was clear that even Sue saw

having a

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daughter as a grave mistake.

The mindset was too ingrained to change; otherwise, Sue wouldn’t have neglected Sarah

all those years.

Brielle had considered approaching Sue, but now her focus shifted to Simon.

Sue was nothing but an extension of Simon, a classic case of masochism.

Brielle hated to label unhappy wives that way. Relationships like Simon and Sue’s were all

too common, and society often painted these women as masochists who sought and

enjoyed pain. Labeling these self–sacrificing, submissive women as “masochists” was a

convenient but damaging shorthand. It excused the abuse, implying that women somehow

relished such treatment.

Simon’s verbal abuse continued in the background.

“Now that Sarah, the financial drain, is gone, you’ve got to make me happy somehow after

all these years of nothing to show for it.

“Honey, I’ll do whatever you want. But can you please stay away from the underground

casino?” Before she could finish, another slap landed on her face.

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“My business is none of your concern! Even after I pay off the eight million in gambling

debts, I’ll still have fun there. Stop nagging and focus on how we can bleed Dorsey

International dry. Dealing with that bench Brielle won’t be easy.

Sue’s cheeks were swollen as she bowed her head submissively.

Brielle, who had arrived prepared, knew about Simon’s gambling debts. Her phone was

already live–streaming anonymously. Since Simon wanted to use online opinion against

her, her first move was to undermine his and Sue’s victim facade.

The live stream, initially quiet, soon surged with over a thousand viewers. The ongoing

scandal had piqued public interest, and they were eager for the latest development.

No one expected Simon to be such a character behind closed doors.

“Now that Brielle is a formidable opponent, shouldn’t we take care of Sarah’s funeral

first?”

“I don’t have time for that dead weight now. Pretend to be sick. Our first priority is to drive

Brielle to her grave, or both of us will suffer!”

The live stream’s audience grew, and discussions erupted.

“How can such a creature even be considered a father?”

“Poor Sarah, cursed with parents like these. We thought they wanted justice for their

daughter, but it was all about the money.”

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“Now that I think about Brielle’s words, they’re starting to make a lot of sense!”

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