Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 647

Brielle wasn’t at all surprised when her phone lit up with Aubree’s name. The last thing she wanted was for Aubree to bring up Andrew and Tessa’s wedding.

“Bri, are you hurt?”

Brielle was taken aback. She hadn’t told anyone about her injury, and it wasn’t circulating online. How did Aubree find out?

“Yeah.”

‘Did Andrew do it?”

Brielle really wanted to downplay it, to say it was just a minor concussion, something a couple of days‘ rest could fix. But suddenly, she felt a pang of cunning. She didn’t want to explain. Maybe this would push Aubree to distance herself from Andrew. Between her safety and her love for Andrew, Aubree would surely choose the former..

“Yeah, Aubree, you coming back?”

The turmoil in Aubree’s eyes roiled like a stormy sea upon hearing Brielle’s confirmation. She wished she could teleport back to Beaconsfield.

Those assholes!

Taking a deep breath to steady herself, Aubree replied, “Yeah, I’ll be back by morning to see you.”

Premier Palace tomorrow. You focus on your shoot.

few more exchanges, Brielle hung up, still concerned about Aubree’s mental state. With the news of Andrew’s marriage

the private hospital room swung open, and Max emerged. The room was

hadn’t picked up once. His hair was damp

eleven at night, time to sleep, but thoughts of Aubree’s return kept Brielle awake. Plus, Michael had been pressuring Max to return to the family estate, adding

beside him, finding solace in his arms, and couldn’t help asking, “Is Michael trying to replace you because of the fight?” As the heir to the Dorsey family, his public outburst was a disgrace. Worrying about both Aubree and Max made Brielle feel like

patted her back soothingly. “I hold fifty–one

unease persisted, sensing Michael had

worry. Sleep,” Max murmured,

amplified, and she suddenly propped herself up on his lap. “Max, you’re not going to break up

been too busy for sex lately, and her move had ignited a fire within him. He closed his eyes, his Adam’s apple bobbing. “No, I’ll go to the estate tomorrow and

his chest. “I can’t think of what Michael would do to you,

in Max’s eyes, his fingertips tracing her

her worries easing. She thought they’d return to Premier Palace together the next day, but when she awoke,

to take

arrived in Premier Palace, she tried to

Patrick offered her a book. “Ms. Brielle, the CEO