Chapter 310

If Patrick were here, he’d probably secretly mutter that Max wore that mock disgust so well, even when he was secretly pleased.

Brielle, leaning on a cane, moved at a leisurely pace, which gave her ample time to notice the newcomer striding through the gates.

What was he doing tagging along?

Pearl Estate boasted a refined neighborhood ambiance that even the lobby’s polished floors could reflect. Their shadows grew closer on the gleaming surface.

“Mr. Dorsey?” she called out politely, catching sight of Max now standing before her.

“There’s a matter concerning Bradley that I need to discuss with you.” He was all business as if his hurried approach had nothing to do with personal interest.

Brielle was momentarily baffled by this tactic, and when she gathered her wits, she found the whole thing ludicrous. “Mr. Dorsey. I’m on the injured list.”

“Your brain isn’t what’s hurt.”

wave of heat coursing through

Dorsey. Dock my pay.”

second glance, she stepped inside and crisply pressed the

should be

he snapped back to reality, the elevator had already departed. She had left him behind.

all, there was nothing Brielle could do that he couldn’t rationalize.

inside, he pulled

contact instead. What

of reactions. What was he doing? Perhaps it was time to cool off and get a grip

in the car for ten minutes, he finally drove back to

his phone in his hand. Spotting Wesley still bustling about, he drawled, “When’s the last time

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Clements was inquiring about Ms. Brielle, responded conservatively. “Ms. Brielle

taken an interest in her,

were such a

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