Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Max had already found a seat and sat down, his posture rigid and upright, the very picture of composure. However, Alivia could tell that beneath the surface, Max was anything but calm. For years, he had diligently overseen Martha's treatment, and now, despite the introduction of cutting-edge medication, Martha's condition had deteriorated because of Brielle.

The fact that Brielle had been present during the incident was an indelible stain on her reputation. She hadn't intervened in time, and that lapse had directly contributed to Martha's current plight. Moreover, it was Brielle's own brother who had caused the harm. Had Brielle, at some dark moment, wished for Martha's demise as well?

This thought would undoubtedly become a thorn in Max's side.

Taking a deep breath to muster tears, Alivia approached Max.

"Max, there's a room for you at the sanatorium, the same one as before. Why don't you stay the night?" she suggested gently.

Max blinked for the first time in a while, replying with a faint "Hmm."

"I've had the surveillance footage from that day brought over. Unfortunately, the nearest camera was a bit too far to capture their voices, so you won't be able to hear them in the recording. I'll have someone set it up in your room."

Alivia wasn't lying about this. The open space had diluted the sound to a whisper, making it impossible to hear Martha's curses, leaving only the visual of Martha and Brielle locking eyes. What was clear from the footage was Brielle's fight with James just before he turned his aggression on Martha.

The video did not bode well for Brielle. At the very least, it didn't portray her as innocent.

the surveillance, Alivia had deliberately retrieved it, knowing

go get some rest. Staying up all night here won't hasten the results for Martha," she advised, her

had worn to the Dorsey International meeting, Max stood up and began rubbing his temples, clearly

Max was already heading for

than before. Even if Max was emotionally detached, Martha was still his mother.

the sanatorium, Max found that Patrick had anticipated his stay and had the wardrobe

shower, Max emerged,

have undergone another paternity test, and the results confirm their biological relation," reported a familiar voice. Max took a sip of water, its coolness quelling the

Brielle was the child Mark found

pointed to the

lips pursed. "Which hospital

was Central Hospital, independent, under government administration," the voice

frowned slightly, then listened

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