Chapter 100. Summoning Submissives

Brielle POV

Brielle paused, her left hand lifted, as she considered knocking on Madeline’s door.

She had vowed to confront Madeline about the missing necklace before weeping herself to sleep last night, and now she was here.

Her eyes were still sore from sobbing all day, and even though she was shaking violently with rage, Brielle knew she had to talk to Madeline or she wouldn’t be herself at all.

She needed answers, and Lord knows she’d battle for them if she had to.

Brielle brought her hands down as a whimper crossed her lips. Steadying herself, she twisted the doorknob instead of knocking and entered the open room.

“Who the hell is…” Madeline was already saying something, but the moment she saw Brielle, she stopped talking.

With a tiny smirk, she swiftly jumped up from her chair and folded her arms.

“And what brings you here, miss?” Madeline asked, her eyes darting all over Brielle’s body.

Her disdain was visible, but B