Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 469

Brielle closed her eyes with a detached expression, a clear sign she had no intention of struggling. “Go on, hit me. But once I’m out of here, you’ll be regretting you ever wanted that arm. Isn’t the President of Dorsey International my secret lover? If he really forgets about me. well, I snagged him once, and I can do it again. Once I’ve got him wrapped around my finger. you guys are toast.”

Her brazenness bordered on shamelessness. Fighting with someone shameless only left your powerless. The two men were left speechless by her words, their faces turning red with frustration, feeling utterly humiliated.

The man at the door in uniform cast a long look at her, then chuckled, “Ms. Brielle, you do have

guts.”

Feeling that the anticipated punch hadn’t come, Brielle looked up and met the gaze of the uniformed man at the door. She was too calm, too rational, her gaze indifferent.

The man in uniform raised an eyebrow and instructed the other two. “Do as she says.”

Hearing this, Brielle lowered her eyes. “Should have done that in the first place.”

The two men by her side were seething with anger. “Don’t get too cocky. It’s not certain you. can get out of here. If you push us too far, you won’t even know what hit you.”

someone’s in charge and you’re not. With your wits, you’re better off staying guards

had been in this place for years and had never encountered someone as tough as

rage, they held back, knowing all too well what it meant to deal with the President of Dorsey International – the heir to the

The orders were clear: drive her mad. But with her wits about her, even if they

eyes,

In the hospital.

on the keyboard, but after only a few emails, his head began to throb. He massaged his temples and turned to the

say. Maybe a month, maybe half a year. It depends on the

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paused, his expression

chest wound was healing well, and Michael was surprised to see him dive back into work so quickly. It was both reassuring and remarkable. “If the other Dorsey family members had half your sense, we wouldn’t be in this mess,” Michael said

“Father, how’s Spencer?”

only right to show concern for the younger

out his parents were sent away. Then, suddenly, he couldn’t sit still and kept begging