Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 148

Andrew had just been swindled out of thirty million, and harboring resentment towards Brielle was a oven. He’d never been so thoroughly duped by a woman before. Thus, when Max didn’t reob. Andrew anxiously started sending messages again.

[You’re not seriously considering marrying her, are you? With a woman like Brielle, if she actually falls for you, good luck trying to shake her off.]

Not getting married.]

Max replied to that query pretty swiftly. He had no feelings for Brielle, had never contemplated marriage, and therefore, a future with her was absolutely out of the question.

After responding, Max stopped paying attention to the conversation and instead focused on the pile of documents in front of him.

It was bedtime, yet he felt not the slightest hint of sleepiness. After all the recent upheaval, he

wondered how Brielle was feeling. Was she at her apartment?

With these thoughts in mind, he slowly stood, picking up his suit jacket. Just as he reached the downstairs, he ran into Wesley, who was warming up some milk. “Sir, you’re up late.”

Max was usually punctual in his routine, except when working overtime. Seeing him with his suit Wesley assumed Max was heading to the office for more work.

“Sir, shall I wake Patrick to drive you over?”

“No need.”

had already reached the foyer, his demeanor as businesslike as

thus about how Dorsey International’s success was

diligence. It was late, yet here he was, off to handle more company matters. Wesley decided it was time to brew some hearty soup to help Max sustain his energy. Max headed to the garage and chose a more subdued Mulsanne to drive

he out in the dead of

– they clicked, so they played their roles in this charade. There was no need for seriousness. And certainly

Max’s exit from the car was swift.

quite aged, its elevator plastered with colorful eye–catching ads. The first time he woke up in this building, those ads gave him a moment of discomfort. It wasn’t that he looked down on the place; rather, he thought it odd for the daughter of the

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the elevator, Max stopped at the familiar door and

Brielle, however carefree she might be, was likely awake. After ringing the

[Where are you?]

in a chilly hospital corridor,

was still in surgery, and finally, the lights in the operating room went out, and the doctor

Brielle.” The doctor removed his mask, his eyes red with fatigue, “Does the patient have other children? We didn’t miss the golden hour

become paralyzed, even turn into a vegetable from such an episode. Mark had been lucky this time.

“Isn’t there anything else we

you hadn’t brought him in immediately, the patient might have ended

back the stinging in her eyes

to a room, and Brielle stood at the door,

At this moment, she really didn’t have the energy to deal with it. Instead, she raised her hand to rub her forehead, exchanged a few words with the doctor, reduced some swelling on her cheeks, and planned to return to the apartment.

seen the messages. He tentatively rang the bell again, and suddenly a neighbor opened their