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.

a sigh. It seemed that remotely controlling Brielle's

back to her

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

his heart melted. [Miss, with your smarts, I'm sure you'll think of

there? My brain's at its limit. How can those two reconcile just like that, without

approached, she found Annie quietly sitting at her desk,

didn't pry but instead

down his computer when he saw her. He reached for his

paused, surprised. Was he leaving work

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

"Should we call Wesley?"

"I've already told him."

wrist in

leaving early was unprecedented. So everyone at the top floor watched in surprise, well aware that this topic

living together and that

envy and jealousy. How had Brielle

on with a complex expression, feeling an unpleasant twinge

some schmoozing to do, or maybe he'd take her to Tequila Sunset for drinks, but when the car stopped at Beaconsfield College, surprise

"You-"