Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 324

She swallowed hard, grateful that the power supply here was ample, and cast a lovely glow from the well–arranged lights.

Brielle took a step forward and opened the refrigerator. As expected, it was stocked with various kinds of fresh meats. However, her culinary skills were limited at best. Just as she was about to search for some rice to make a simple porridge, she saw Kenzo pulling out a piece of meat. “How about a stew? Or maybe you’d prefer a different flavor?”

Brielle was taken aback. Kenzo, with his otherworldly demeanor, knew how to cook. “Stew sounds great. Thank you.”

Kenzo nodded towards the couch not too far away. “Take a seat. It’ll be ready in an hour.”

Brielle, shamefully salivating, managed an “Okay.” However, she didn’t sit down. Instead, she wandered out to the adjacent balcony, lost in the tranquility of the secluded valley.

The night was far from pitch black in the mountains; it was lively instead. The moon here shone brighter than in Beaconsfield, and the distant sounds of insects filled the air. She closed her eyes, letting the mountain breeze caress her face and the scent of flowers wafting from below.

This was indeed a beautiful place.

Pulling out her phone, she snapped a picture of the moonlit scene, intending to send it to Aubree as a sign of her safety, but even after disabling airplane mode, there was no signal.

she walked back inside.

have a signal

donned gloves, was meticulously arranging the washed meat and vegetables. Upon hearing her, he pointed to his

his phone–no signal there either. How were they supposed to contact the

around the lobby, noting the absence of any entertainment facilities. Surely, there was Wi–Fi. If not, she’d be off the grid

here? When you came here before, were you also unable to connect with the

and his brow furrowed in

pondered, “Could someone have installed a signal jammer

scared, we can head back

being without a network. Besides, Kenzo was here to take photographs, and with the

CHAN 304

it’s just inconvenient

that the atmosphere back at the Dorsey family

tense.

at home, quietly waiting for the doctor to finish examining Michael. Just the other day, in the early hours, Michael had suffered a stroke and