Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 310

If Patrick were here, he’d probably secretly mutter that Max wore that mock disgust so well, even when he was secretly pleased.

Brielle, leaning on a cane, moved at a leisurely pace, which gave her ample time to notice the newcomer striding through the gates.

What was he doing tagging along?

Pearl Estate boasted a refined neighborhood ambiance that even the lobby’s polished floors could reflect. Their shadows grew closer on the gleaming surface.

“Mr. Dorsey?” she called out politely, catching sight of Max now standing before her.

“There’s a matter concerning Bradley that I need to discuss with you.” He was all business as if his hurried approach had nothing to do with personal interest.

Brielle was momentarily baffled by this tactic, and when she gathered her wits, she found the whole thing ludicrous. “Mr. Dorsey. I’m on the injured list.”

“Your brain isn’t what’s hurt.”

Brielle was no stranger to Max’s biting wit, and his remark now sent a wave of heat coursing through her. It seemed to stoke the fever she’d been battling all night.

“Then go ahead, Mr. Dorsey. Dock my pay.”

barely finished speaking when the elevator arrived. Without a second glance, she stepped inside and crisply pressed the

“After all, that card you gave me should be enough to keep me cozy for the rest of my days, Mr.

processed Brielle’s parting shot. By the time he snapped back to reality, the elevator had

all, there was nothing Brielle

he pulled out his phone and

Brielle’s contact instead.

temple, he chuckled at his own sequence of reactions. What was he doing? Perhaps

for ten minutes, he finally

hand. Spotting

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Ms.

knew Max had taken an interest in her, he figured

such

outside Premier Palace. He strolled into the lobby to find a flamboyant–looking

paused his phone tossing at the sight of

bother to answer; instead, he gave

couch.

looking for you.” A smirk