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.”

tomorrow. You focus

up, still concerned about Aubree’s mental state. With the news of Andrew’s marriage spreading online, Aubree likely

bathroom door in the private hospital room swung open,

ringing off the hook, but he hadn’t picked up once. His

at night, time to sleep, but thoughts of Aubree’s return kept Brielle awake.

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

In his pajamas, patted her back soothingly. “I hold fifty–one percent of Dorsey

unease persisted, sensing Michael had something up his sleeve.

worry. Sleep,” Max murmured,

lap. “Max, you’re not going

He closed his eyes, his Adam’s

think of what Michael would do to you, so I’m worried.”

fingertips

She thought they’d return

to take

Palace, she tried to call

“Ms. Brielle,

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