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.

He must be angry. How

hesitation, only to be repaid with her deceit. Brielle’s mind was like a roller coaster plummeting downhill, leaving nothing but a

might have moved Spencer. He must have taken him to a covert, secure

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 wasn’t something a small fry

of suspicion while also ensuring Ryan

because Max had helped her. She just wanted

going

probably at Premier

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

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much in their

the door. Unable to drive with

entrance of Premier Palace. As she entered the lobby, she found Wesley polishing antiques in

scanned the room but didn’t spot Max.

this time, but Max, signifying a closeness that surpassed

a few minutes ago. Must’ve had an

idea where

his head.

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