Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 258

The manager scrambled to clean up the scene, making sure no one would snap pictures before leading the way out.

After settling everyone into the car, Max gently wiped away Brielle’s tears. With her lips tightly pursed, Brielle seemed to lose her voice to silence.

Max felt as if his own pain was amplified tenfold. He pulled out a tissue and dabbed at her cheeks, over and over.

As the car started to move, Max leaned in and captured her quivering lip with his own. A flicker of surprise crossed Brielle’s eyes, and her tears stopped as if frozen, her gaze reflecting his silhouette. She tensed, not daring to move.

The car came to a halt inside the grandeur of Premier Palace, where the doctor was already waiting. Spotting the injured Brielle, he quickly grabbed his medical kit.

When the doctor’s hands touched her leg, Brielle belatedly felt a piercing pain. Only then did she

realize her leg was broken and in need of a cast.

Max sat beside her, frowning in silence.

to her senses. Max didn’t look at her. and was busy inquiring about the next steps from the

the kitchen to

observing the hustle and bustle at Premier Palace due to her arrival, and a warm feeling filled her

enough to eat was a constant

with too much pride and self–esteem. For many years, weathering all storms alone, she had grown into a

a tree was, as Spencer would say, dull and lacking feminine charm. It’s not like a flower, trembling on a branch, stirring emotions, nor like a vine, weaving its way into hearts. So, she never fancied

of their silence, Patrick entered with a grim face. “Mr.

the influence. But this morning, his account received a hefty

presence. “came from

that, Brielle looked

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nodded, seeing that she took the news without distress, he continued, “This account has been funding various online trolls for years, spreading rumors about you, Ms. Brielle. Created long ago, Lillian probably didn’t realize the need for discretion, so it’s under her

name.”

Foolish.