Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 253

Unaware of Max’s hospitalization, Brielle went about her business with a calculated calm. Spencer, who had recoiled at the sight of Brielle’s glinting switchblade, was now quivering. unable to utter a single word as he stared at her with trembling lips.

Brielle had little patience for his cowardice and didn’t bother to rush into contacting Ryan, choosing instead to wait for news from the outside. She knew that Ryan, failing to find Spencer, would inevitably reach out to the authorities.

By the afternoon, Brielle had made all her preparations. Spencer had hailed his own cab to the hotel a Dorsey International establishment that no one would suspect as a hiding place. Indeed, the most dangerous places can often be the safest.

Brielle had prepared a back–up phone with an anti–surveillance system, which she knew was untraceable. It offered only a vague location within Beaconsfield to Ryan–a needle in a haystack for him to find.

Brielle shoved Spencer into the bathroom, his mouth gagged, leaving him helplessly watching

as she closed the door.

member spotted her suspicious behavior and demanded to see her room card. Lillian,

Max a message, sowing seeds of doubt: [Brielle and Spencer are holed up in that room all night. What do you

the message for minutes before blocking the number. Lillian, desperate for a response, tried calling, only to be met with the dispassionate tone of an automated message; she had been

flared in Lillian’s eyes–how could Max favor Brielle so? She clenched her phone so tightly her teeth nearly shattered. Plotting Brielle’s downfall, a wicked scheme began to take shape in her mind, and she smirked as she gazed towards the neighboring room, beginning to

and after eating, she dealt with several company emails online. It was only when internal messages revealed Max’s hospitalization and subsequent high–level meetings

Brielle finally obtained the hospital address

door, she was about to knock when she overheard Max’s conversation

Brielle called. Are you sure we shouldn’t tell

lacing his voice.

looking trail with an IV needle in his hand,

worry if she finds out later,”

passed through Max’s eyes. Worry? She was probably cozying up to Spencer, realizing her past mistakes,