Master of his heart

Chapter 267

Brielle, unusually silenced by the retort, it seemed like they indeed knew that she was somehow connected to Spencer’s kidnapping.

And what about the relocation?

She decided to lay her cards on the table. “I stashed Spencer in the bathroom, planning to have a friend help move him, but he has disappeared.”

Patrick exhaled in relief, glad that Ms. Brielle hadn’t lost her memory.

“It was someone arranged by Mr. Dorsey, because Ryan was closing in on the hotel quickly. Mr. Dorsey had Spencer moved, and all your surveillance traces were wiped clean, Ms. Brielle. Don’t worry, Ryan won’t be able to trace it back to you.”

Receiving a concrete answer from him, Brielle didn’t quite know how to react. So Max knew everything from the start, including how many lies had she spun?

Even just now, he definitely knew she went to the hotel to move Spencer. Looking back, that conversation seemed like a joke. Her defenses must have looked like clownish antics to him.

“Ms. Brielle, the Haywood family’s major clients have been nearly poached clean. I expect the Haywoods will be reaching out to you soon. Brace yourself for that.”

Right now, Brielle couldn’t care less about the Haywood family. Her mind was preoccupied with Max.

be angry. How could she earn his forgiveness?

her deceit. Brielle’s mind was like a roller coaster plummeting downhill, leaving nothing but a blank slate and

didn’t even want to think about where Max might have moved Spencer. He must have

the Dorsey family had called the police and despite the large turnout, they fourtd nothing. In Ryan’s eyes, this wasn’t something a small fry like Brielle could pull off.

cleared Brielle of suspicion while also ensuring Ryan wouldn’t act rashly.

tasted bitterness, knowing all this was because Max had helped her. She just wanted

Max going

at

Brielle coming to him for an answer, who knew what trouble had brewed between them. As an outsider, he didn’t dare

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in their affairs.

her cane that rested beside her, and headed out the door. Unable to drive with her injured leg,

Palace. As she entered the lobby, she found Wesley

room but didn’t spot

Mr. Dorsey this time, but Max, signifying a closeness that surpassed the need for formal

Dorsey left a few minutes ago. Must’ve had an

where he went?”

his head.

out, leaning on her cane. Wesley, seeing her struggle, advised, “Ms. Brielle, you should