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.

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

“Mhm.”

emails, nodding in approval at the content before

why did you come back? I could have handled the stuff at the police station on my own.” She tried to

Max’s voice was laced with concern. If

chest and avoided his gaze. “I didn’t feel the

her more was the inner turmoil, the loneliness of

way of ‘defending a lady’s honor‘?” she asked, her long lashes fluttering like the wings of a bird, too fragile and

unusual stirrings in his heart, keeping his eyes

meeting.

emotions had peaked last

was a knock

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