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.”

stranger to Max’s biting wit, and his remark now sent a wave of heat coursing through her. It seemed

Dorsey. Dock my pay.”

speaking when the elevator arrived. Without a second glance, she stepped inside and crisply pressed the close

a snippet of her words. “After all, that card you gave me should be enough to keep

Brielle’s parting shot. By the time he snapped back to reality, the elevator

was nothing Brielle could do

he pulled out his phone and saw a new message from Andrew, pressing for

he tapped on Brielle’s contact

doing? Perhaps it was time to cool off and get a grip

ten minutes, he finally drove back to Premier Palace.

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

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

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

such a

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