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.”

no stranger to Max’s biting wit, and his remark now sent a wave of heat coursing through her. It seemed to

Mr. Dorsey. Dock my pay.”

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

all, that card you gave me should be

there, Max hadn’t quite processed Brielle’s parting shot. By the time he snapped back to reality, the elevator had

there was

didn’t follow her up but instead walked back to his car. Once seated inside, he

it, he tapped on Brielle’s contact instead.

he doing? Perhaps

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

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

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was inquiring about Ms. Brielle, responded

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

such

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