Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 555

The chill emanating from Max’s presence intensified, and the throb in his head grew more severe. He couldn’t help but wonder if it was the aftermath of that car crash Pyan had orchestrated, the one that left his brain marred with a stubborn contusion. At the moment, all he could focus on was the pain that seemed almost unbearable.

He tossed his phone aside, deciding to shut out the world and its barrage of information, craving nothing but a moment of brief respite.

“Patrick.” He called out again, and Patrick, already alert to his boss‘ sour mood, hurried through the door.

“Sir?”

“Do we have any sleeping pills? Hand me one, will you?”

Patrick hesitated, a wave of memories bringing a bad taste to his mouth. “Right away, sir. Are you in pain?”

“Yeah, the doc mentioned the clot hasn’t cleared. No clue how long it will take.”

“Do you need me to get a doctor to check on you?”

“Later. I need to rest now.”

With no choice but to comply, Patrick fetched the sleeping pill and a cup of warm water. Leaving his phone in the study, Max headed to the master bedroom and succumbed to sleep.

Patrick waited outside, pondering for a moment before deciding to call Brielle.

Stage Entertainment. Caught in the rush hour traffic, her car crawled to a halt at a red light when her phone rang,

bracing herself, she picked up to a woman’s voice on the other end, one that carried the weight of years. “Ms. Brielle, hello. I’m the new director of Sunflower Children’s Home. Today, a few children are set to be adopted, and the former director hoped you

pile of issues waiting for her. She honked the horn impatiently, her brows knitting together deeply.

“Ms. Brielle?”

be there shortly. Am I needed to sign off in the

said you’re the only one he

Brielle took the next turn, heading

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Home.

children at this moment. However, the timing of it all seemed too coincidental, as if the

of battery and shut down, leaving her in that modern–day panic model that came with a dead cell. She hadn’t

tried to compose herself, and it wasn’t until she was greeted by the children’s beaming faces that

doorway, showing utmost

few familiar faces despite the change of address. The children saw her and cheerfully

so long since you

did Mark go?”

answered their questions and assessed the two prospective families. Both appeared to

the families took the children away, the remaining kids bid their farewells, and Brielle couldn’t help but remember

here. Is he coming to see

“Yay!”