Chapter 332

The chill of his presence was an oddly comforting shroud as Brielle leaned against his back. Exhausted to her core, the sting of tears threatened to betray her when Max hoisted her up effortlessly.

Taking a few steps forward, Max’s broad shoulders offered a smooth ride, while his bodyguard, trailing behind, dared not linger his gaze and hastened Into the forest to look for Kenzo.

Brielle’s fingers clutched at the fabric of Max’s suit, and after a moment’s hesitation, she rested her chin on his shoulder and closed her eyes. Ten minutes ago, she thought she was a goner.

“Brielle, you’re not crying, are you?” Max’s voice was even, his stride unshaken.

Brielle, who had felt a twinge at the tip of her nose, stifled it, “How could I be?”

A soft chuckle escaped Max as he glanced into the distance.

Brielle, fighting back her emotions, quickly changed the subject. “Patrick took me to that old warehouse where we planned to trap Spencer. We were ambushed then, too. It’s got to be the same group–they’re well–trained.” Her voice was calm and analytical.

“Right.”

As Max carried on, a loud boom echoed from afar, and a fiery blaze erupted in the woods. A car had exploded, igniting a wildfire. Thankfully, it wasn’t summer; otherwise, the blaze would have been hell to control.

at the fabric on

“Don’t be scared.”

soothing voice comforted her as he attempted to call Patrick, only to find no signal on his phone. The reception in the woods was hit or

the clearing.” Max

fire shouldn’t reach there, but I’m not sure if those guys found

and I’ll take you there.”

arms around his neck. The cool forest breeze brushed the faces

upward, noticing sporadic drops of blood–Brielle’s–and felt a pang of distress.

fatigue as she whispered near

more.”

Chapter 332

was ready to press on, then he heard her delirious murmur. “I thought

was going abroad, and it would be days before he returned. He felt the need to speak with her, face to

realization

a beat. At that moment, nothing else mattered–just that Brielle was alive. “Just stay alive,” he silently pleaded.

as he softly called, “Brielle?”

against each other. At the sound of his voice, her head stirred, and her lips brushed against the skin of his neck. Max tensed, his voice a shade

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