Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 958

The Clements Corporation headquarters was buzzing with the monotony of executive reports, but Andrew, sitting at the head of the conference table, was already growing impatient. His brows were knotted in frustration, his gaze constantly flickering to his wristwatch. Today was Aubree's day off, and he could no longer hide his disinterest in the droning presentations. Cutting off the speaker mid-sentence, he declared, "Next time, cut out all this fluff."

Snatching his blazer from the back of his chair, he gave his hardworking team a cursory glance and announced, "Everyone, trim the fat for tomorrow's continuation. We're done for today."

His tone was casual as he draped the jacket over his forearm and strode out of the room, leaving the executives without a word of protest.

Reaching the lobby, Andrew found his assistant nowhere in sight. It was unusual, as his assistant was always there before closing time. Pulling out his phone, he dialed her number, but to no avail; the call went unanswered-a deviation from her usual impeccable standards.

Without hesitation, he contacted the building's security to review the surveillance footage for any trace of his assistant. The cameras revealed she had entered the underground parking lot but hadn't left, even though there was a record of a vehicle exiting the premises. Had his assistant taken off with his car without so much as a heads-up? It was out of character for someone who had been a reliable right hand for so many years, especially without responding to calls.

He dispatched his security to scour the parking lot for any signs while also initiating a trace on his missing vehicle.

Within ten minutes, his security team reported back. His assistant had been found unconscious and stashed in a corner.

His expression icy, Andrew marched to the site.

The assistant, still a bit groggy, touched her neck, trying to make sense of the situation. Though not tall by any means, her competence had always made her stand out as Andrew's most trusted confidant. Upon seeing Andrew, she scrambled to her feet.

"Boss."

"Who did this to you?"

keys too. I didn't see who, but they were professional,

furrowed; was this

theft?

abundance of surveillance, any

would quickly

was a

ver

hundred worldwide-unlikely to be

fenced even

what was

motive?

dialed Aubree's number, only to be

another car, running several red lights on his

was still alive with the buzz of overtime work, but Aubree was gone. Someone mentioned she had left half an hour ago in a

in Andrew's chest as he alerted the traffic

the car surfaced quickly, but it had been abandoned on the roadside, and Aubree was nowhere to be

and anger Andrew felt were foreign to him. He mobilized all of Clements Corporation's resources to find

was

when her phone rang. Yawning and drying her hair with a towel, she

her. But Max was

not in his study