Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 291

Max’s smile was like a chill wind that swept through the room, leaving a frost in its wake.

Lillian’s chatter came to a shuddering halt as a cold dread seeped into every pore of her being. Her body felt like it had turned to ice, and she stared with wide, terrified eyes at the man before her. The untouchable air that once surrounded him had vanished. It was replaced by an aura of darkness that sent shivers down the spine.

Lillian collapsed to the floor, instinctively recoiling from the fear that gripped her. He was truly terrifying.

Tears streamed down her cheeks as she crawled backward. Her body involuntarily arched until suddenly, she felt the void behind her and began to plummet.

The sensation was eerily familiar–it was the same weightlessness she had felt before when she’d leaped from the building.

With tear–rimmed eyes, she fixed her gaze on Max, who remained stoic above her. Why couldn’t he spare a sliver of kindness for her?

But Max just looked down, his eyes as still as a calm sea. The noise around them was overwhelming, a cacophony of sounds that merged into one. He couldn’t let tonight’s events become known; he couldn’t afford to have anyone become his weakness.

Even if… Even if that person was Brielle.

blinked as his attention was drawn to the

“Max!”

“Mr. Dorsey!”

first voice was Andrew, and the

person he wanted to encounter now. Unlike the cool–headed Kenzo, Andrew was impulsive and reckless. If he knew that Brielle had nearly brought harm to Max, he’d eliminate her without

person who would never allow

hand, looked stern, his eyes full of sharpness and coldness. He was not a fool, Max appearing near the apartment where Brielle used to live was definitely not a coincidence. Perhaps someone was using Brielle to lure him into this trap.

Max was an adversary, a benchmark. In his eyes, Max was perfection personified, a statue of impeccability. But now, it was as

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intent, and he was resolved to find an

hand, rushed over anxiously. “Boss, are

He walked past Andrew, pausing to deliver warning. “Don’t touch

to detonate inside him. However, he managed to suppress the rage and even forced a twisted smile. “Max, who are

unnervingly calm. Max’s lips tightened, and his expression was cold. “Brielle.”

not be hurt because of him. Andrew’s eyes twitched violently. Even now, Brielle