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.”

and his remark now sent a wave of heat coursing through her.

go ahead, Mr. Dorsey. Dock my pay.”

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

card you gave me should be enough to keep me cozy for the rest of my days, Mr. Dorsey.”

time he snapped back to reality,

didn’t embarrass him; after all, there was nothing Brielle could do that

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

tapped on Brielle’s contact

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

the car for ten minutes, he finally drove back to

hand. Spotting Wesley still bustling about, he drawled, “When’s the

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

scoffed. Seldom? Now that he knew Max had taken an interest in her,

were such a

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