Chapter 239

Noah was hell–bent on winning Alivia’s favor, ready to pull out all the stops to complete his mission. Alivia was the epitome of perfection in his eyes–if only she could reciprocate his

feelings.

He hung up the phone, leaped out of bed, and donned a brand–new suit. Clutching a bouquet of roses, he made a beeline for the hospital.

Rumors had been swirling since last night that Brielle had been hospitalized. People claimed to have spotted her in the ward, accompanied by a man.

Noah scoffed at the gossip, thinking that Brielle just couldn’t seem to stay away from men.

Arriving at the hospital reception, he stated Brielle’s name with confidence. The receptionist gave him a once–over, remembering Max’s explicit instructions not to disclose any information about patient Brielle. She offered a polite smile. “I’m sorry, sir, but there’s no patient by that name here at the hospital.”

Noah frowned, contemplating the accuracy of his intel. “Could you check again, please?”

The nurse made a show of searching once more, returning with the same result.

lobby, roses in hand, and dialed his crew. “Find out

tray, entered the room and upon seeing the bandages around Brielle’s wrist, quickly

too bad. “Bri, there’s news from the Rowland

smile tugged

slide. Max. could’ve left the country anytime, but

“Don’t say that. I can’t expect his protection

before speaking, “You don’t

that. It’s that I’m afraid to.”

anyone would be moved. That Brielle hadn’t

why I endured so much to stay by

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your soup. Let’s forget

kicked open by an enraged Andrew, with a resigned Kenzo

fiery as it landed on Brielle. He strode forward and

his grip caused the wound to burst open, blood seeping through

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