Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 377

Patrick bowed respectfully, “Ms. Brielle, the boss thought the same, so he’s already had Sue

sent over.

Brielle heaved a sigh of relief and poured herself a glass of water, b

ut as she held the glass, she did not take a sip.

The situation had developed into a seeming impasse.

The tactic of diluting William’s leverage was useless.

Everything had to revert to square one. She had to prove that it wasn’t her who had oppressed Sarah. Only then could she extricate herself from this web of troubles.

However, there were no security cameras at the restaurant at the time.

Brielle was not just unwilling to accept this. She was even disgusted by William’s dirty tactics.

Using the lives of pawns to coerce them to achieve his ends was despicable.

In the face of absolute power, Brielle felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness.

A pair of cool hands reached out, gently touching her temples..

His voice whispered in her ear, “I’ll help you.”

Brielle’s heart skipped a beat. Truth be told, she didn’t know how Max could help.

Being led by the nose by William had frayed her nerves, yet she still wanted to try on her own.

“I want to talk to Sue.”

Max frowned, clearly disagreeing with her decision.

care about her own life,

showed up in front of her, she’d probably want to stab her

allow it.”

hand retracting as if he didn’t want to discuss

quickly offered him

it; such small favors

“Mr. Dorsey?” –

Max glanced at her before reluctantly accepting the

I’ll talk to

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softened slightly.

exhaust her own efforts first, but he was still uncomfortable.

and finally leaned in, planting a

the pent–up frustration vanished in an instant. Max looked up at

“Mm–hm.”

the side, clutching files, watching as his

right away, but as she stood up, a wave of dizziness hit

was feeling

looked down. “Ms. Brielle, sir, dinner is just

now.”

asleep earlier, and Max hadn’t eaten either. Patrick

and downing two pills

eyes darkening as he looked

too familiar with that bottle, so much so that the memory still stung like

bite.

looking down at him

Max had learned of her dealings with Ryan, even witnessing her

Max

“Brielle, you-”