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.

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

be angry with her. He had never wanted to

orphanage’s sofa to see that it was already eleven

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

her stomach was painfully empty. “Ricardo, why haven’t you gone home yet?” “I was worried about you. So I thought I’d

feelings, didn’t think much of this nineteen–year–old boy’s concern for her. She got to her feet and saw that he had somehow produced a bowl of oatmeal. “Ms.

to get back, and someone’s waiting for me

and followed her can “Abight.

an esppit, but it was hard to

hour, finding a taxt near the piphanage

fidelle qhove away, she said flatly. Til drop you off where there are more people so you can get

need a ride. If someone’s waiting for you,

clear and innocent. Brielle, rubbing her temples, relented,

When they reached a bustling crossroads, he spoke

will handle it, so remember to keep fit and, now that you