Master of his heart (Max and Brielle) novel Chapter 1205

Arthur's surgery dragged on into the night, and once the bullet was out, he was wheeled into a hospital room. The rest of the royal family soon arrived to check on him.

Brielle found herself the center of attention, surrounded by a flurry of activity. Some people even had the nerve to call her "Her Royal Highness," a title she quickly shot down.

"I'm hardly acquainted with Prince Arthur," she insisted, trying to quash the rumors and whispers.

Prince Arthur's sister, with her golden locks and piercing blue eyes, smirked at Brielle's discomfort. "Given the situation here in Australia, should I be calling you 'sister-in-law'?" she teased, her eyes locked on Brielle's with a calm, measured stare.

Brielle was taken aback, but the princess continued smoothly. "My brother got hurt because of you. His safety affects the entire nation. Ms. Brielle, don't you think you owe us? Otherwise, the relationship between the royal family and the Lynch family might suffer."

It was a thinly veiled threat, leveraging the Lynch name. Brielle, who had just reconnected with her family and shared only two meals with them, wasn't keen on causing any trouble.

The royal family's tactic was underhanded, to say the least.

Now, Brielle was sure that Arthur's injury was a calculated move—a testament to someone's cunning to orchestrate events with such precision. It was a dangerous game, one that could have cost him his life if things had gone slightly awry.

However, for the sake of their plan, Arthur was willing to gamble.

Reflecting on the situation, Brielle couldn't help but blame herself for not rejecting Arthur outright from the start, for not considering the full implications of their association.

The moment Brielle was out of sight, Arthur, who had been feigning unconsciousness, opened his eyes, casting a cold glare at his sister, Princess Meredith.

Meredith shrank under his gaze as Arthur coughed, his voice laced with disappointment and a hint of a plan. "Get close to King. Myles told me King is inherently distrustful and unlikely to believe Brielle has any affection for him. This media frenzy is bound to infuriate him, presenting an opportunity. Don't disappoint me."

Princess Meredith, recalling the brief encounter with King during a previous crisis, couldn't help but be drawn to the idea. With the Lynch family as a scapegoat and the royal family poised to take over their diamond resources, Meredith envisioned a future where her brother ascended to even greater power, facilitated by her own strategic alliances.

"Brother, I understand," she replied, her mind racing with plans to exploit the situation to their advantage.