Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

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Chapter 282

Brielle stood frozen before the closed hospital door, baffled as to why she had run into

Julian here of all places. The nurses hadn’t elaborated, but at the mention of Julian’s

name, Brielle had bolted from the room without a second thought.

It wasn’t until she turned that she noticed Miranda huddled in a corner, looking guilty as

sin.

Miranda shrank back for a moment but quickly stiffened her spine and retorted with

righteous. indignation. “What are you staring at me for? It’s his own health that’s failing.

Who else is there to blame?”

Brielle felt a surge of anger welling within her chest, making her head spin.

Miranda crossed her arms and rolled her eyes dismissively. “Well, you saw it yourself.

Julian passed out because of your doings. It’s all on you, Brielle. You better call Max right

away.”

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With a bitter laugh, Brielle leaned against the wall, her leg pain turning her lips pale,

“Because of me?”

“Who else? I told him what you did, and he fainted right at the hospital entrance. If he

dies, it’s on your head.”

Brielle closed her eyes for a moment, her hand hanging by her side slowly clenched into a

fist. her nails digging into her palm. “Then you’d better pray he makes it.”

Her gaze was dark and unrelenting as she stared at Miranda, who felt a chill run down her

spine from the intensity of that stare. How had she forgotten? Brielle was not one to be

trifled with, not just for her own capabilities but also because of Max standing behind her.

But the thought of Lillian’s three severed fingers fueled her hatred for Brielle, wishing this

woman would just drop dead.

Faced with the current situation, Miranda could not provoke Brielle further with harsh

words.

The fate of the Haywood family was tied to Brielle, and Miranda couldn’t risk it, so she

clamped her mouth shut.

The resuscitation room light finally came on, casting a somber glow down the hallway.

Brielle sat in silence, treating Miranda as if she was invisible. A chill ran through her eyes,

her lips pressed together in a cold, hard line.

The air in the hallway was frigid, the atmosphere heavy with sorrow. Brielle remained

seated, waiting for news about Julian.

The light stayed on in the resuscitation room, and it wasn’t until half an hour later that a

doctor emerged, his mask still on, forehead beaded with sweat, cheeks marked with

exhaustion.

The doctor slowly removed his mask, and the expressions of the medical team behind him

were grim. Seeing their faces, Miranda’s heart skipped a beat, her palms slick with sweat.

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As feared, the doctor shook his head gravely. “I’m sorry, we missed the critical window. We

did everything we could. I believe he has some last words. The family should come in to

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say their goodbyes.”

It was like a bolt from the blue for Brielle, her knees nearly buckling, her vision blurring

with darkness. How could this be happening?

Meanwhile, Miranda had already stormed up to the doctor, grabbing him by the scrubs,

her voice filled with desperate fury.

“What kind of sick joke is this?! He was fine when he arrived, wasn’t he? How could he

suddenly be on his deathbed? Quacks, all of you! I’ll sue you! You’re all murderers! Just

wait for the court

summons.”

She then turned her twisted face to Brielle. “Are you happy now?! If you hadn’t made Max

move against the Haywood family, grandpa wouldn’t have collapsed. It’s all your fault,

Brielle. How can you live with yourself? Even as a ghost, he won’t let you be. He should’ve

never been so kind to you. No good deed goes unpunished.”

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