Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 849

"Thanks," she murmured as she slid into the passenger seat.

The driver glanced at her in the rearview mirror for a brief moment before asking, "Where to, Ms. Brielle?"

After Brielle gave the hotel's location, the man hesitated, then suggested something unexpected. "Mr. Lynch owns a villa nearby. It's always kept ready by a caretaker. If you don't mind, Ms. Brielle, you might find it more comfortable to stay there." Brielle paused, taking a second look at him. He smiled, a mix of shrewdness and reassurance in his expression.

"I've been with Mr. Lynch for five years now, and I've never heard him mention any other woman while at work. So I figured you must be special. Even if Mr. Lynch found out, he wouldn't blame me for suggesting it."

Now Brielle was curious. How had Dustin spoken of her to this man? Was there a misunderstanding about her relationship with Dustin?

After all, Dustin was known as North America's ultimate playboy, and she had already experienced his charm during their first encounter.

But Dustin did have one redeeming quality. Despite his notorious reputation, no woman had ever come forward to accuse him of being a heartbreaker. Brielle had never seen any such scandal in the news during the time she'd been paying attention. It seemed that Dustin, for all his apparent casualness, was selective and discreet.

The chance to stay at Dustin's villa wasn't something she would turn down. It might even give her an opportunity to uncover more clues.

So, she agreed, first stopping by the hotel to pick up her small suitcase before heading to the villa.

was even closer to the sanatorium, likely chosen for its convenience in keeping an eye on the Lynch family

stepping back into the fray, do you have any

was a probing question, and after a brief

of avoiding her question. Brielle

just call me. I've sent my number to your

"You have my number?"

had it

her heart aching with a mix of emotions. After a

and I aren't involved in the

softly, realizing the misunderstanding, and quickly retrieved a small, elegantly

was palm-sized and looked very

to prepare for you," he said as he placed the box before her and

diamonds. The jet was painted a soft pink, its diamonds sparkling with purity. She was stunned, cradling the tiny jet

a youthful charm. Even though

material desires, shegant

this

encrusted with diamonds that dazzled