Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 632

Brielle closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

The Rowland family had faced their comeuppance, and as for Andrew, his would come in due time. All she needed to do was wait quietly,

When she returned to Premier Palace, her mood lifted considerably. The image of the Rowland clan smeared with trash brought a smirk to her face.

She had just settled on the couch when Max handed her a glass of water. After a few sips. feeling rather chipper, she decided to dig out that scarf she’d been knitting and continued her work by the bay window.

Max watched her mood improve and silently breathed a sigh of relief but couldn’t suppress a cough.

Wesley knew he had been running a fever since the night before. “Sir, maybe we should call the doctor. Your temperature is very high, and if it hits 104 degrees, we’ll have real trouble,” Wesley suggested, his concern merging with Max’s timely cough, finally pulling Brielle’s attention toward them.

Brielle looked at Max and, indeed, noticed his pallor. She set the scarf aside and saw Patrick come downstairs with a stack of papers. “Sir, the last meeting is about to start, and it’s going to last about an hour. Once this is over, we should be clear of the overseas issues for a while.”

At that moment, Brielle was by Max, reaching out to check his forehead. Feeling the scorching heat, her expression changed instantly. She hadn’t noticed Max’s fever earlier, being out of sorts herself, so she quickly asked Wesley, “Wesley, do we have any fever reducer here? Bring some over, will you?”

Then, turning to Patrick, she asked, “Can’t we postpone the meeting?”

Patrick looked troubled.

with the hint of a cold, “It’s okay, don’t worry, it’s just

an hour.”

“You have a high

he had worked sick countless

still needed a slow grind to intensify the pain. She was one to hold fast to her vendettas, now only

fatigued. Patrick sighed, “Mr. Dorsey was called to the sanatorium again last night and didn’t rest at all.”

sympathy, but the sanatorium

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he couldn’t ignore

hands on his temples, easing his discomfort with the coolness of

had found some fever reducer, and Brielle brought it to

heard Patrick’s urgency. “Sir,

fine. You’ve been down lately, so just rest

nodded. She picked up the unfinished scarf and sat close to knit while Max turned on his laptop’s microphone and conversed fluently

starts, but thankfully, it would be finished tonight. At the end

then wrapped the scarf around his neck. If they waited any longer, spring