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.

came to her senses. Max didn’t look at her.

kitchen to simmer

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

it was 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

years, weathering all storms alone, she

a flower, trembling on a branch, stirring emotions, nor like a

Patrick entered with a grim face. “Mr. Dorsey.”

approached Max with respect. “We’ve got control over the driver. Breathalyzer shows he was under the influence. But this morning, his account received a hefty sum, a million

paused, mindful of Brielle’s presence. “came from someone in the Haywood family.”

looked up,

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continued, “This account has been funding various online trolls for years, spreading rumors about you,

name.”

Foolish.