Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 960

"It's getting late. Want me to come with you, or wait until Mr. Dorsey gets back and go together?"

Ramey glanced up, catching a brief look from Brielle before she quickly averted her gaze and headed for the door.

"No need, I'll be right back."

There wasn't much Ramey could say. After all, Brielle was the lady of the house.

As Brielle stepped outside, her phone buzzed again, still those persistent calls from the other side.

"There's a car waiting for you at the gate."

Brielle's palms were clammy with sweat as she thought about how to reach out to Max, or even Andrew. Sure, Andrew was a jerk, but he still cared about what happened to Aubree.

She pressed her lips together, wondering if the other side still had tabs on her.

So she moved the phone away, exiting the call screen.

But immediately, the voice sharply reminded her.

"Ms. Brielle, I've told you, don't try any tricks. Every move you make is under my watchful eye."

There was a calm defiance in Brielle's eyes, knowing there was no other way now.

Even if getting into the car meant facing death, she had to go if Aubree was in trouble.

She couldn't help but touch her belly, feeling a flicker of worry and anxiety.

might result in Aubree losing a

I get there, will you really let

other end grew serious, "Of course, Ms. Brielle,

stopped talking and lowered her head as she

moment Brielle got in, he

Brielle, please use

phone into another car. Brielle could tell that the other vehicle was also manned by their crew. If Max tried to track her phone signal later, this would lead him astray. She remained silent, not resisting,

on a call, with the same man from

wasn't supposed to hang up, or they would use Aubree as

her emotions and tried

be

The Dorsey clan?

the Dorsey family was almost out of resources, none

with William gone,

have wanted.

had the

be in a life-or-death

Michael had been silent, a sign

wasn't him who kidnapped

power. The last time Tiffanie was kidnapped, it seemed like his doing. But this time, with Aubree's abduction, it looked like someone else's

thought, the more agitated she became,

was quiet,

couldn't help but feel the

palms, a sharp pain bringing her back to her senses.

and so she had no

was