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.”

wit, and his remark now sent a wave of heat coursing through her. It seemed to stoke the fever she’d been battling

go ahead, Mr. Dorsey. Dock my

arrived. Without a second glance, she stepped inside and

“After all, that card you gave me should be enough to keep me cozy for the

shot. By the time he snapped back to reality, the elevator had already departed. She

all, there was nothing Brielle could do that

car. Once seated inside, he pulled out his phone

contact instead. What could he say?

was he doing? Perhaps it was time to cool off

sitting in the car for ten minutes, he finally drove

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

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

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

were such

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