Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Brielle's brow furrowed in confusion, momentarily at a loss as to what exactly he was referring to.

She would be the first to admit that she could be a bit prickly and somber at times, but she would never ignore a call from her partner, especially not during a silent treatment between them. Such tactics only hastened the demise of a relationship.

She genuinely treasured the bond she shared with Max. She knew that their journey together had been no easy feat and that the road ahead would be fraught with obstacles. If she were to throw in the towel first, what kind of future could they possibly have? "Ms. Brielle, he tried calling you several times, I did too, but you just hung up. Your situation with the him really has me worried, because I want you two to work it out, not just cut off all communication the moment there's a disagreement," Patrick said, his frustration evident.

Brielle was speechless. She pulled out her phone and scrolled through her missed calls.

There were no calls from either of them. Not a trace. Could someone have tampered with her phone?

That was impossible. During her time at Stellar Stage Entertainment, her phone had always been by her side, untouched by anyone else.

So what exactly was going on?

The confusion in her eyes was unmistakable, prompting Patrick to frown. "Ms. Brielle, is there a problem?"

"I didn't receive any calls from you guys."

Patrick had been by Max's side for years, effortless in his counter-surveillance skills. Hearing Brielle's response, he immediately grew suspicious. "Ms. Brielle, would you mind if I take a look at your phone? I'll have someone check it out." Brielle nodded and handed it over without hesitation.

Around the corner, Annie stood with her arms crossed, casually eavesdropping on their conversation.

her face before she let out a sigh. It seemed that remotely controlling

her way back to her

phone is being checked, and I can't control it anymore. Murray, I'm

melted. [Miss, with your smarts, I'm sure you'll

those two reconcile just like that, without clearing up all those

quietly sitting at her desk,

didn't pry but

computer when he saw her. He reached for his suit

surprised. Was he leaving work early

and hung it by his side. "We're not going home

"Should we call Wesley?"

"I've already told him."

wrist in his grasp, all the way to the

at the top floor watched in

living together and that Max was truly in love

envy and jealousy. How had Brielle

with a complex expression, feeling

he'd take her to Tequila Sunset for drinks, but when the car

"You-"