Chapter 613

The man in the uniform nodded and picked up a pair of pliers from the side, striding over to where Sydney stood.

Sydney thought she must have misheard. Was he going to extract her teeth? It would be without any anesthesia also. Sydney’s face instantly drained of color, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably.

“Brielle, you’re not serious, are you? You do know this is illegal, right? I’ll sue you for abuse! And unlawful imprisonment!”

Brielle had already closed her eyes, her mind flooded with the ordeal Aubree had gone through the night before. Just the thought of it made a storm of fury brew in her eyes.

The uniformed man forcibly pried open Sydney’s mouth, the pliers inching closer. Sydney was terrified and attempted to scream. She had never encountered such a display of force in her life.

Brielle meant business! She was truly set on tormenting her!

Sydney’s legs gave out, and she collapsed to her knees. “Whatever you want to know, I’ll tell you! Just please don’t do this to me!”

So much for her bravado, it turned out Sydney was just a pushover.

With a subtle gesture from Brielle, the uniformed man stepped aside. Sweat beaded on Sydney’s forehead. She stared at Brielle as if she were a monster.

How could Brielle be so calm about pulling someone’s teeth? Brielle was nothing short of a devil! She should never have crossed a devil like Brielle.

“Brielle! You think you’re untouchable because Mr. Dorsey likes you! But I see right through you! You don’t care about him one bit! You’re just after the power he wields!”

A flicker of impatience crossed Brielle’s eyes, but she continued along the lines Sydney had given her.

“You’re right. My relationship with Max is all about what he holds in his hands. He can be my tool – my weapon. Like right now, if I wanted you gone, he’d clean up the mess for me. That’s all I care about –

Max’s status. Whether he fancies me or I fancy him, it’s irrelevant.”

Max had just reached the door and was about to push it open, but he stopped dead at Brielle’s words.

His lips pursed, a storm brewing in his eyes.

She really did harbor a grudge. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have said such things, even in anger. This grudge must’ve been making her uncomfortable, hence the harsh words.

Brielle herself was beginning to doubt their relationship, albeit ever so slightly, and she didn’t even realize it because she was too close to the situation.

He didn’t enter the room and instead turned back to the room where Adrian was being held, 12:39 missing the words Brielle spoke next.

*Does that make you feel better now?” Brielle asked coolly, her eyes devoid of any mirth. “Anyway, no one would believe that I’m with him for him. I’m curious, though, why is that?”

Despite everything, there was more to Max than his power. He had an allure that went beyond that, but everyone seemed to think Brielle was only after his influence.

The The uniformed man stood by the window. He had seen Max approach but didn’t interrupt Brielle. After Brielle delivered her line, Max stiffened and then walked away. The man in the uniform gave a small knowing smile, then composed himself once again.

Brielle had no desire to engage further with Sydney. “I ask, and you answer.”

Sydney trembled, not daring to provoke Brielle any further, and averted her gaze.

Brielle stood up and instructed the man, “Take her to Adrian’s room.

He nodded and grabbed Sydney by the collar of her shirt.

Brielle led the way to Adrian’s room, where Max still sat on the windowsill, lost in thought as he gazed at the sunshine outside. Brielle was about to reveal another side of herself in front of him.

Adrian, roughed up the night before, could barely sit upright and leaned against the wall. His face flushed with urgency when Sydney was brought in. “Sydney!” he exclaimed.

Sydney’s eyes were filled with guilt. She couldn’t bear to meet Adrian’s gaze.

Brielle took her seat again. “Sydney, your boyfriend is here. You’d better clear up all those lies you’ve spread about me.”

Sydney shuddered, recalling Brielle’s methods, and dared not withhold anything. However, she had another card to play. She knelt down, pale as a ghost, and turned to Adrian. “Adrian, I’m sorry.

Everything I told you was a lie. Brielle never bullied me, and I don’t have depression. I’m sorry for deceiving you.” Her sobs were pitiful, more so than when she faced the threat of a tooth extraction.

This way, Adrian would only think Sydney was saying these things out of fear of Brielle.