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.

no choice. Contacting Max now might result in Aubree

get there, will

grew serious, "Of course, Ms. Brielle, we value

her head

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

please

other vehicle was also manned by their crew. If Max tried to track her phone signal later, this would lead him

on a call, with the

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

tried

could be

The Dorsey clan?

Dorsey family was almost out of resources, none

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

would have wanted.

the power

likely be in a life-or-death

a sign

him who kidnapped

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

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

drove serenely, the phone was quiet, and so was the driver in the front

couldn't help but feel

nails dug into her palms, a sharp pain bringing her back to her

and so she had no

she was being