Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 993

Brielle was the life of the dinner party, eagerly dishing out heaping servings of homemade stew to Max and the others. Her lips curved into a proud smile as Max complimented her on her culinary skills. "Next time, I'll cook you up another batch." Aubree couldn't sit still any longer, nor could she bear to watch. As Brielle tidied up in the kitchen, Aubree grabbed Ramey's arm and dragged him to the front door. "Isn't there something we can do?" she almost shouted, her voice cracking as tears streamed down her cheeks.

Ramey, looking just as exhausted, massaged his temples. "Unless Max comes back."

But how could he? How could someone who's gone return?

Aubree was frantic. "Maybe we should call the Lynch family, have them take her away. I can't stand this anymore. My heart aches. If I had known it would come to this, I would never have let them get so close."

She paced in distress, clearly on the verge of collapse. Ramey relented. Brielle's condition was beyond what he could manage. Maybe it was time to let the Lynch family step in. With family by her side, perhaps she'd start to heal instead of clinging to the memory of someone who wasn't there.

As they discussed what to do, Brielle opened the door, her arms wrapped around thin air, looking puzzled. "What's going on? Did the stew not sit right with you?"

off guard, just outside the

buy rings with Max. He just told me we lost the ones we had, and I need to get

worried glances. This couldn't happen. If she went to the mall and started talking to the air, the sales staff would probably call the

adamant. "No, I want to go

her, but to no avail. They watched helplessly as Brielle got into the car. With no other choice, they followed her in. Addison was the driver, silent the

stomach is killing me. We might need to stop at the hospital Bri, could you come with me for a check-up? Let Max wait with

causing panic. Naturally, Brielle agreed to accompany her friend in need, setting aside her ring shopping. Yet she

bringing Max along, and

hospital, they ran into Michael. This wasn't the formidable patriarch of the Dorsey family they

looked utterly defeated

wanted to tear her apart, but age had taken its toll, leaving him

turning cold. Michael coughed, his head drooping. "I've lost everything. I regret it all... The Dorsey family is ruined