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.”

a wave of heat coursing through her. It seemed to stoke the fever she’d been battling all

go ahead, Mr. Dorsey. Dock my

elevator arrived. Without a second glance,

a snippet of her words. “After all, that card you gave me should be enough to keep me cozy for the rest of my days, Mr.

he snapped back to reality,

after all, there was nothing

back to his car. Once seated inside, he pulled out his phone and saw a new

tapped on Brielle’s contact instead. What could he

he doing? Perhaps it

for ten minutes, he finally drove back to Premier

was lounging on the couch at Premier Palace, idly flipping his phone in his hand. Spotting Wesley still bustling about,

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why Mr. Clements was inquiring about Ms. Brielle, responded

knew Max had taken an interest in her, he figured Max would want her glued

were such

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