Chapter 237

Max ignored their clamor and barged through the door.

The bodyguards, knowing a member of the Rowland family was present, stood frozen, not daring to make a move. Max was no fool. One look at the scene before him, and he knew the Rowlands were up to something.

“Scram.”

The bodyguards stumbled and tumbled their way out, nearly tripping over themselves in haste.

Brielle leaned against a chair, sitting on the floor, her wrist wound glaringly exposed amidst the scattered droplets of blood.

Max felt a jolt tighten in his chest, his breath caught as if he’d hit a mental reef. He rushed to her, cradling her face with trembling hands. Her cheeks were smeared with the prints of slaps, swollen, but her eyes shone like marbles dipped in water.

A sharp hiss of pain escaped Brielle as her brows furrowed together. Max quickly eased his grip, scanning her for other injuries.

as if clogged with an invisible force. This panic was more terrifying than anything he had

gravity on his face, Brielle felt an inexplicable sense of relief. She was glad he had come. Her arms wrapped around his neck as she

as he scooped her

Kenzo. He was shocked to see Max emerge. cradling a woman in his arms, treating her with such delicate care. Everyone in Beaconsfield knew Max steered clear of

such gentleness.

worn out, Max. Take her away,

but

sway with both Kenzo

carried Brielle away, Kenzo turned to Austin with a smile. “Mr. Austin, let’s keep tonight’s events under wraps

eager for discretion, nodded in

and left just as quickly, leaving Kenzo

her still unconscious. His resentment towards Brielle

their relationship

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