Chapter 216

Brielle’s eyebrow arch was nonchalant, untouched by the turmoil around her.

Spencer felt as if his pride was being trampled underfoot, the gods themselves seemed to conspire with Brielle. Why, at this crucial moment, did she have to be in the elevator?

His eyes narrowed as he pondered. Had Brielle been at the soiree last night? And she had come down from the fourth floor. Wasn’t Max the only one living on the fourth floor?

This suspicion was fleeting, as the surrounding chatter became unbearable, and Spencer beat a hasty retreat.

The onlookers shared his curiosity as they glanced at Brielle, but she simply looked up at Max with ease. “Mr. Dorsey, about my business trip, will you approve it?” she inquired.

Max’s eyelashes fluttered, and he hummed an affirmative.

Brielle smirked. Seeing that the people outside had no intention of coming in, she closed the elevator.

As soon as it shut, she kept her distance from Max. After all, having just woken up and been dragged out for an passionate lovemaking, she was wary of his stamina.

Max leaned in closer, noticing her awkward stance. “Feeling uncomfortable?”

Her cheeks flushed. When the elevator reached the ground floor, she hurried out. But after a few steps, she felt a painful tug in her private area and slowed down.

Max intended to follow, but Sammuel, who had been waiting on the ground floor, approached him. “Mr. Dorsey, how was your evening?” Sammuel asked, his tone suggesting he had figured out the connection between Max and Brielle. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have allowed her access or had security assist with unlocking the door.

and had even agreed to sell the surrounding. land, putting Max in his debt twice over, so

well. Your party was a hit, Mr.

departure, and remarked meaningfully, “Ms. Brielle is as intriguing

Seeing the smile on Max’s face, Sammuel knew he had made the right bet last night. Max deliberately removed the security on the top

be Mrs. Dorsey of Dorsey International. Congratulations on finding

sensation blooming in his chest at the thought. Like a candy melting,

Brielle had never crossed

Chapter 216

about that,” he said.

quickly covered.

either, but

even assuming he and Alivia were the right match. Then why had

When she

sweet nothings whispered in the heat of

seriously? She couldn’t very well

left, hopped into her car, and

suspicious individuals around her apartment, and if she was still concerned, she could sell it

orphanage and had enough funds to

Kenzo called

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