Master of his heart (Max and Brielle)

Tiffanie was speechless, pinned up against the wall by Everett in one swift, forceful move.

"See that girl standing next to Mason? She's the one he's planning to date. I suggest you wise up and stay clear of us. Don't be a nuisance to everyone. If you really have nowhere to go, might as well drop dead!" Tiffanie hadn't eaten in days, her body weak and unable to summon any strength. She was completely immobilized against the wall.

Disgust was written all over Everett's face as he stared at her pale complexion.

"Tiffanie, maybe I should just have my way with you right now. Take a few pictures and show them to Mason. How do you think he'll feel seeing you after that? Like you're trash?"

The thought was insane, yet it crossed his mind with a wild frenzy.

Tiffanie's eyes widened in terror. She desperately wanted to back away, but the wall offered no escape.

Everett's eyes gleamed with a twisted excitement. Why hadn't he thought of this sooner? Defile her, and Mason would be repulsed. He could always claim Tiffanie seduced him, considering her reputation.

The once-revered pianist now harbored such vile thoughts. Years of being crushed by the Dorsey family had turned him into a demon.

"Let me go," Tiffanie managed to say, only to receive a slap across her cheek.

Blood trickled down from the corner of her mouth.

Too weak from hunger to fight back, she felt her pants being pulled down.

"Please, let go, Everett."

Hearing his name only fueled Everett's fervor.

Tiffanie's mind was blank with panic as she fumbled for her hidden dagger, but her strength failed, and the weapon fell to the ground.

Just a couple hundred meters away, Mason was discussing plans with a girl, his eyes wandering, feeling unsettled for reasons unknown. Where had Everett gone? Wasn't he just here?

"Mr. Mason, the car's almost here. That's the layout for this area. We'll start investing and operating soon."

Mason nodded, his attention returning to the data in his hands.

Meanwhile, Everett, lost in madness, ignored Tiffanie's muffled cries, not intending to stop.

As he unbuckled his belt, a searing pain exploded on his head.

Disbelief etched on his face as he turned

thereand saw Victoria standing et

there a bloody brick in hand. She stepped back in shock.

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She covered her mouth, spotted the dagger near Tiffanie, and quickly picked it up.

Tiffanie was already on the ground, curled up, fiercely protecting herself.

The blow had Everett struggling on the ground, attempting to rise and finish what he started. But Victoria, dagger in hand, lunged at Everett in a frenzy.

Tiffanie trembled, retreating further into the corner, hands over her ears, wishing the sound of the dagger piercing flesh would quiet down.

"God, end this, please."

She couldn't cry, just curled up, watching Victoria straddle Everett, stabbing relentlessly.

The floor was soaked in blood, the dagger stained crimson.

Love deep, hate profound.

Victoria couldn't bear the thought of Everett with another woman,

ell her life.

Tiffanie, whom they had

"Die! Just die!"

Her rage was beyond control, her screams barely a whisper, as if something was choking her. Everett, already weakened by the brick, now received multiple stabs, his body finally succumbing. Victoria didn't stop, her face twisted in a grotesque smile.

"Why didn't you love me! Ah, why?!"

In the corner, Tiffanie kept her ears covered, her mouth open in a sharp, sorrowful cry.

The sound was poignant, like the last call of a beautiful but doomed songbird.

As Mason was about to board the car, that cry pierced him, his heart skipping a beat.

He looked around once more, then hurried towards the nearby corner.