Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 910

Chapter 910

Max hung up the phone with a heavy sigh, his gaze lingering on Brielle, who was peacefully asleep on the bed.

Lately, his phone had been ringing non-stop. On one hand, he was dealing with the intricacies of the Dorsey International takeover bid, and on the other, the internal issues at Infinity Brilliance.

Taking over a giant like Dorsey International was no small feat, even for a powerhouse like Dream Tech Designs, and it demanded a lot of Max's attention.

As for Infinity Brilliance...

Max's eyes lowered, a familiar itch in his throat urging him to reach for a cigarette. With each day inching closer to next month, his restlessness grew. The medication he'd been relying on had run out, and he wasn't sure if he could make it through without it. The Dorsey International deal was looming, and Michael was going to pay for what he'd done. The harm to Brielle had to be repaid.

Rubbing his temples, Max was about to try and get some rest when the phone rang again. This time, it was his doctor.

"Max, you've made up your mind, haven't you?"

Glancing out into the night's darkness, a flicker of pain crossed Max's eyes. "Yeah."

"I'll reach out to that contact, then."

a whole different ballgame, dominated by capital. The truly wealthy had their own private physicians, creating an elite medical service strengthened by

in demand that even the major family dynasties struggled to book

investment in medical ventures was minimal, with a focus

reach out to him. I've

course of action right now, the only way to ensure Ms.

the doctor immediately contacted her friend, the male physician, who

send over her file right

a coincidence. But upon viewing the details on his screen, his pupils dilated, and he hastily dialed back. "I'm sorry, we're friends, and I'd like to help you,

an explanation. "I didn't even describe

was tense, barely above a whisper. "If you

a cordial

symposiums. Though

appointments were

but he had

but I can't treat her." After the call ended, the female doctor felt lost in a fog of confusion. Still, she relayed the news to Max. "I'm sorry, Max,

"Reason?"

voice was steady, icy. "He didn't

"Alright. I won't press."

field, internationally recognized. I don't know who else to turn to."

up and immediately made an international call, swiftly handling the situation. The