Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 239

Noah was hell–bent on winning Alivia’s favor, ready to pull out all the stops to complete his mission. Alivia was the epitome of perfection in his eyes–if only she could reciprocate his

feelings.

He hung up the phone, leaped out of bed, and donned a brand–new suit. Clutching a bouquet of roses, he made a beeline for the hospital.

Rumors had been swirling since last night that Brielle had been hospitalized. People claimed to have spotted her in the ward, accompanied by a man.

Noah scoffed at the gossip, thinking that Brielle just couldn’t seem to stay away from men.

Arriving at the hospital reception, he stated Brielle’s name with confidence. The receptionist gave him a once–over, remembering Max’s explicit instructions not to disclose any information about patient Brielle. She offered a polite smile. “I’m sorry, sir, but there’s no patient by that name here at the hospital.”

Noah frowned, contemplating the accuracy of his intel. “Could you check again, please?”

The nurse made a show of searching once more, returning with the same result.

Noah’s expression darkened as he stormed out of the lobby, roses in hand, and dialed his crew. “Find out where Brielle is. I need her location.”

Meanwhile, upstairs, Brielle had already awoken, staring blankly out the window. Aubree. carrying a breakfast tray, entered the room and upon seeing the bandages around Brielle’s wrist, quickly shut the door behind her. “I heard you knocked Tessa out with your words, and you’re still alive to tell the tale. Pretty badass.”

her eyes carefully scanned Brielle’s body, relieved to see her condition wasn’t too bad. “Bri, there’s

smile tugged at Brielle’s

soup into her mouth. “I bet the Rowlands won’t let this slide. Max. could’ve left the country

weakly. “Don’t say that. I can’t

stirring the porridge before

not that. It’s that I’m

like Max, anyone would be moved. That Brielle hadn’t fallen for him was probably

different from me. I used to say you’d understand why I endured so much to stay by

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there. Come on, eat your soup. Let’s forget

the door was kicked open by an enraged Andrew,

landed on Brielle. He strode forward and seized her

caused the wound to burst open, blood seeping

with me. You owe Tessa an apology at her hospital room door.” Andrew was never gentle with women, especially one he

wrist, frowning in disapproval, “Andrew,

calm when Tessa is fighting for her life in the ICU?”

pain as she was nearly pulled off the bed.

“Bang!”