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.

she had no choice. Contacting Max now might result in Aubree losing a finger. How did they manage to

there, will you really let Aubree

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

and lowered her head as she

driver was a stranger. The moment Brielle got in, he confiscated her phone and handed her a

please

also manned by their crew. If Max tried to track her phone signal later, this would

was already on

or they would use Aubree as leverage

suppressed her emotions and tried to piece

could be

The Dorsey clan?

Dorsey family was almost out of resources,

wasn't he hospitalized? Besides, with William gone, Antonio,

have wanted.

had the power

a life-or-death struggle with

silent, a sign his influence had been

wasn't him who kidnapped

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

she thought, the more agitated she became, her pregnancy making her

drove serenely, the phone was quiet, and so was

but feel

palms, a sharp pain bringing her back to her senses. She looked outside. The car had

so she

she was being