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.

had already entered and kept a considerable distance between them. The

and her heartbeat nearly stopped as she saw Brielle chase after Max. She worried there might be something between them. But seeing Max’s coldness towards Brielle, she

laughed at her prior anxiety. Clearly, Max only saw Brielle as an ordinary employee, not offering her the slightest warmth.

elevator began its descent, indicating that Max had no intention

wall, catching Max’s indifference in

silence was sharper than a knife. Since it was so, she didn’t need to rush to be the butt of someone else’s joke. She

said it was a minor effort, but did she really plan on showing no gratitude? After all, he had hid Spencer

a stray dog knew to wag its tail when you

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a glance. Fine, he definitely

few seconds

your leg still hurt?”

as she was about to respond, the

the elevator

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