Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 859

The penthouse suite was quiet, save for the low murmur of Max's voice as he spoke on the phone by the floor-to-ceiling windows. Fresh out of the shower, Brielle lay on the bed, watching him as he hung up and opened his laptop to continue a meeting with senior He was always so busy.

executives.

Though she didn't sleep, Brielle's gaze never left Max. The room's dim lighting made the city lights behind him seem especially enchanting, casting a golden glow around his silhouette. The laptop's glow illuminated his features, highlighting the sharpness and aloofness of his expressions.

"This proposal needs to be redone. We'll discuss the rest later," Max said abruptly, shutting his laptop before anyone could respond. His phone rang again before he could stand - it was Patrick calling.

"Mr. President, it seems Michael has caught wind of your trip abroad. He asked me to tell you he wants to meet tomorrow."

Knowing Max was overseas, Michael must be seizing the opportunity.

"What's Antonio up to?" Max inquired.

"He's taking care of the old man. Probably aiming for the shares he's holding. Once he gets them, along with what William has, he'll become the second-largest shareholder of Dorsey International, right after you." Max felt no ripple of concern.

Patrick had been by his side for years, yet he couldn't fathom what went on in Max's mind. To Max, running Dorsey International seemed like a mere convenience.

But what did Max truly want to do?

understand. No need to hover over the hospital, and avoid conflicts with the execs," Max directed before ending the call

freshly washed and dried, fell in

the bed, effortlessly

right now?" she asked. With Michael's health in question, possibly due to foul play, Max's absence could give adversaries

was to seal her lips with his, his

seemed

Annie's connection to all this? And that man by your side, I still don't know

took her cool hand into his

who's been with them since Owen's time. He's in his seventies now, and the professor is his son. As

professor and the Lynch family was starting to

close to Raymond-being the professor's goddaughter, she must be a regular presence

a reward for his information, Brielle planted a

tell she wasn't

the Lynch family?" she asked, piecing together the puzzle where both the butler and the professor seemed suspicious.

sense, the butler was almost like a father to

fell silent, contemplating

difficult recognition by

she boldly returned,

Ousted. n