Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 651

The somber mood that had enveloped the office dissipated in an instant, replaced by a warmth akin to an early spring day in March.

Max looked up, catching the gaze of the senior executive who had just walked in. The HR Director started to detail the tasks ahead with businesslike precision. Once the official matters were wrapped up, he complimented the scarf again. The compliment lingered in the air as he left, leaving behind an ambiance as balmy as a spring breeze.

Patrick had been standing right beside Max the whole time, silently taking mental notes of the cunning the old fox wielded. It was no wonder this man had managed to keep his seat as Director for so long. Even at an age where most were considering retirement, Max hadn’t suggested he step down.

Beyond his evident skill, the man was truly a master of diplomacy and charm.

Patrick breathed a sigh of relief. Regardless of the events, Max was in good spirits now, and the morning’s oppressive atmosphere, which had nearly crushed him, had lifted. He had been on the verge of calling Brielle for backup, but remembering Max’s directive to keep this issue from her, he decided against it. Little did he know, Brielle’s former colleague had already filled her in on the situation.

At the moment, Brielle was feeling anything but cheerful as she drove to the neighborhood where John had lived. She made her way down the alley and up to John’s residence.

The crew was already hard at work, but Aubree was nowhere to be seen. She quickly sought out John to inquire about Aubree’s whereabouts

hasn’t been feeling well lately, and I didn’t want to force her to stay here. Seems like she comes from a well–off family. She booked a room at the hotel.

intended to come and observe, but

had been on the verge of calling an ambulance when Ricardo intervened, insisting he’d take Aubree

of someone vulnerable. Given that

phone lay on the table in the hotel bathroom, vibrating silently alongside Aubree’s phone.

therapist for you,” Ricardo suggested with

face ashen, her stomach in knots. She had tried to forget that night, but it

leaving Brielle worried. Even thought she was confident that Aubree would be safe with Ricardo by her side, she couldn’t help but fret about Andrew, that mad dog on the lookout for

become infected, leaving him too

squatted before her, his gaze intense and earnest. Suddenly, he made an unexpected offer.

thought he was joking and

his usual fee for such a

of place. He was reminiscent of a figure from Greek mythology, the youth who died

ruthlessness. He could be anyone in