Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 825

Aubree sent the message and set her phone down, her heart still racing as she watched Brielle. Brielle was busy talking to a pair that Max had assigned to her-a man and a woman who looked like siblings. The sister was Addison and the brother was Aiden.

Both looked pretty skilled; Brielle even checked their fingers and saw the thick calluses at the tips-a sure sign they practiced a lot with guns and knives. She had never seen them around the Dorsey family before. They gave off the same vibe as that uniformed guy she had met in prison, probably another group Max was working with. She never asked Max about these things.

"Ms. Brielle, you can just call us Addy and Nine," Addison said, calm and cool, a small scar on her forehead. Aiden, who had been grinning cheekily, straightened up under Addison's stern look. Brielle had originally planned to keep them at a distance, but after what happened with Tessa, she was okay with having them closer. Who knew how many Tessas were lurking around Beaconsfield?

As Brielle was about to leave, Aubree walked her to the end of the driveway. Looking up, Brielle spotted Ricardo sitting on a low wall in the alley, twirling a switchblade and sizing up Addison and Aiden. Their eyes met briefly before each looked away. Ricardo hopped off the wall and grinned at Brielle. "Heading out, Mr. Haywood?"

Brielle nodded. "I'm hosting a dinner for everyone in a couple of days."

"Sounds good."

Ricardo watched Brielle leave while Aubree, seeing him still playing with the switchblade, chided him, "Have you forgotten about the time you sliced your finger open?"

froze, and he quietly pocketed the blade. Meanwhile, in the car with Aiden driving, Brielle asked, "Nine,

met him, but

chaos, leaving three men barely alive. His strikes bled them but weren't fatal. Was it extreme control or something else? She frowned, unable to make sense of it, and took out her phone to search for updates on Infinity Brilliance. Just as Max had said, they were tight-lipped; even

they knew was that Owen had

had

crack. With a sense of unease, Brielle was prepared to resort

to make them talk. However, when they arrived, they found

the

felt

who ordered the door

quickly approached and grabbed the person's shoulder, only to discover it wasn't Annie

vel

were tied in front of her, her mouth stuffed with a wad of paper towel, and

Murray. Luckily, he was still there. "Nine, station some people at the hospital. We can't