Master of his heart

Chapter 85

Chapter 85

Brielle woke up at eleven, the familiar ceiling above her coaxing her into reality. It wasn’t a dream. Max hadn’t left on a business trip–he had shown up at the police station last night. Was it because of her?

She swung her legs out of bed, wincing as her feet touched the cold floor. The sting from her cuts reminded her of the night’s events. She spotted a cane nearby, left there just for her, and gratefully grabbed it to support her unsteady steps.

The house was quiet as she hobbled to the study. Max was there, as she knew he would be, deep in a virtual meeting.

Brielle gently pushed the door open and heard a voice from the meeting.

“The new documents have been sent down. We’ve incorporated Ms. Haywood’s 8120 principle and the 2N rule into our management system. The first draft has been emailed to you, sir.”

Max was silent, his microphone off. Sensing her presence, he paused but didn’t turn around, as if he knew it was her.

closer. “Uncle Max, were you planning to discuss a takeover

“Mhm.”

skimmed through the emails, nodding in approval at the content before

have handled the stuff at the police station on

them?” Max’s voice was laced with concern. If he hadn’t arrived when he did, the injury could have become

chest and

hurt and frightened her more was the inner turmoil, the loneliness of being abandoned by the whole world, grinding at the heart like serrated

she asked, her long lashes fluttering like the wings of a bird,

in his heart, keeping his

meeting.

emotions had peaked last

there was a knock on the

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