Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 832

In the evening, the film crew decided to head out for a dinner party. Brielle tagged along, mingling for a couple of hours, sipping just enough wine to feel the buzz, before deciding to make her exit.

Aiden was at the wheel again, glancing at her in the rearview mirror. "Ms. Brielle, an hour ago, we got word from the Dorsey family. Michael is critically ill."

Brielle's eyes narrowed slightly. Michael had always been the picture of health; how could he suddenly be on his deathbed?

Her lips pressed tightly together as the gears in her mind turned swiftly - this must be a call for Max to return home. Sure enough, her phone rang with Max on the line.

"When are you planning to head overseas?"

For some reason, Brielle always felt like Max had an uncanny grasp of her intentions.

"In a few days. How's Desiree holding up?"

"The Lynch family hasn't informed her about Dustin's situation yet. The sanatorium is quite secure."

never prodded. Whenever she was in need, he was there to lend a hand, but

tantrums and demand vengeance for even the slightest scratch on her finger, expecting Max to be her avenging sword, he'd probably comply without

If Brielle took a step forward, he'd

Dorsey family. Are you

Despite being too preoccupied for romantic banter, that sentiment

"Yeah."

the call, the tenderness in Max's expression vanished, replaced by a cold resolve. Patrick placed an

found this in the

close to Mr. Lynch

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implicitly and has known for about ten years, never

over was a prosthetic scar,

really burned at all, and might not even be mute. Dustin must have shared

brief glance, his expression unreadable. "I

wasn't surprised in the least. Infinity Brilliance had made numerous enemies worldwide, yet Dustin had thrived all these years. He wasn't careless.