Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 557

“Mr Dorsey, don’t worry. Ms. Brielle is bound to come back tonight. Patrick’s statement hung in the air as he fell silent, fully aware of how Michael’s tactics went straight for the jugular.

Indeed, Michael was the one who knew Max best, and thus, he knew exactly how to twist the knife to make it hurt the most. And Ms. Brielle wasn’t answering her phone, leaving everyone clueless about what was going on with her.

“Yeah.” Max’s tone was indifferent as he opened his laptop, seemingly having gotten his emotions under control.

Patrick had the housekeeper sweep up the fragments of the broken phone and equipped

Max with a new one.

The overseas acquisition had drained a lot of manpower and resources, and after a heavy initial promotional push, it required Max’s personal touch on many decisions. He couldn’t afford to drop the ball now, not with the hard work of several branches on the line for the past six months.

After pinpointing several issues and reviewing the report one last time to ensure there were no mistakes, he declared the meeting adjourned.

The meeting had stretched on for two hours. Later, Max left his study to sit on the sofa in the ground floor living room, quietly waiting for Brielle’s return.

rosary, then the million–dollar issue, followed by her trip to the orphanage with someone else. Max

couldn’t bear to be angry with her. He had never wanted to be angry with

the orphanage’s sofa to see that it was already eleven o’clock.

with his phone on another sofa, seemingly busy texting someone. When he saw her wake up, he put his phone away. “Ms. Haywood,

and hungry before falling asleep. She was no longer tired, but her stomach was painfully empty. “Ricardo, why haven’t you gone home yet?” “I was worried about you. So I thought I’d wait until you were awake before leaving.”

concern for her. She got to her

need to get back,

down and followed her

does an esppit, but it was hard to refuse the gesture (ince she was in her

waiting for a nah But at this hour, finding a taxt near the piphanage was a fost comes the didnt know how long he would

are more people so you can get a cab back. Sorry, I really have an emergency tonight. Someone’s waiting for me at home

Haywood I don’t need a ride. If someone’s

and innocent. Brielle, rubbing her

a bustling crossroads,

it, so remember to keep fit and, now that