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.

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

was sweating bullets, quickly instructing the kitchen to simmer

sat in place, observing the hustle and bustle at Premier Palace due to her arrival, and

time to end things, she truly felt miserable. Before she was ten. she lived in an orphanage where having enough to eat was a constant struggle. But after ten.

carried hidden ailments, burdened with too much pride and self–esteem. For many years,

not like a flower, trembling on a branch, stirring emotions, nor like a vine, weaving its

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

over the driver. Breathalyzer shows he was under the

Brielle’s presence. “came from someone in the Haywood family.”

looked up,

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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.