Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 305

Brielle nearly got frostbite from the icy draft that Max unleashed. Yet, there were things she felt compelled to probe on her own. She needed solid answers, instead of tossing and turning in the dead of night, parsing the meaning behind each of his words

Max seemed to wear a mask. Impeccable on the surface, but the ripples in his eyes began to spread with Brielle’s approach.

Brielle was already striking, and with her injury, there was a shimmering vulnerability in her eyes that made her look pitiable. A stifling sensation crossed Max’s heart. He frowned slightly. but his words were devoid of emotion. “Why are you here at the office if your leg isn’t healed?”

It sounded like nothing more than a superior’s concern for a subordinate.

Brielle mustered her strength to hide her emotions, even managing to pull off a smile. “Mr. Dorsey, you’ve been a big help, and I haven’t had the chance to thank you yet.

Her heart twinged as if someone was kneading its softest part.

She had reverted to calling him Mr. Dorsey. It was a measure of her sense of propriety.

“It was nothing.”

Max felt a sting in his heart upon seeing her equally cold demeanor. This was the outcome he wanted.

a considerable distance between them. The elevator doors closed.

as she saw Brielle chase after Max. She worried there might be something between them. But seeing Max’s coldness towards Brielle, she felt a surge of relief.

her prior anxiety. Clearly, Max only saw Brielle as an ordinary employee, not offering her the slightest warmth. Where on earth did Connor get his information? She’d have to have

indicating that Max

wall, catching Max’s indifference in the reflection. She lowered

knife. Since it was so, she didn’t need to rush to be the butt of someone else’s joke. She watched the numbers on the elevator panel, not uttering a word.

was a minor effort, but did she really plan on showing no gratitude?

knew to wag its

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offer him a glance. Fine, he

few seconds

your leg

about to respond, the elevator

going out entirely, and the elevator ground to a halt. The doors

she was in Max’s arms. The force of the jolt had thrown her against him. She wasn’t heavy, but she still worried if Max’s hands were hurt. “Are your hands