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.

must be angry. How could she earn

Max chose her without hesitation, only to be repaid with her deceit. Brielle’s mind was like a roller coaster plummeting downhill,

where Max might have moved Spencer. He

him; he didn’t even know who had taken his son. After all, the Dorsey family had called the police and despite the large turnout, they fourtd nothing. In Ryan’s eyes, this

Brielle of suspicion while also ensuring Ryan wouldn’t

all this was because Max had helped

going

at Premier

since he hadn’t returned yet. And with Brielle coming to him for an answer, who knew what trouble had brewed

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much in their affairs.

grabbed her cane that rested beside her, and headed out the door. Unable to drive with her injured leg, she hailed a cab to

later, she was at the entrance of Premier Palace. As she entered the lobby, she found Wesley polishing antiques in the hallway. His eyes flickered with surprise upon

room but didn’t

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

minutes ago. Must’ve

where he went?”

his

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