Master of his heart

Chapter 377

Patrick bowed respectfully, “Ms. Brielle, the boss thought the same, so he’s already had Sue

sent over.

Brielle heaved a sigh of relief and poured herself a glass of water, b

ut as she held the glass, she did not take a sip.

The situation had developed into a seeming impasse.

The tactic of diluting William’s leverage was useless.

Everything had to revert to square one. She had to prove that it wasn’t her who had oppressed Sarah. Only then could she extricate herself from this web of troubles.

However, there were no security cameras at the restaurant at the time.

Brielle was not just unwilling to accept this. She was even disgusted by William’s dirty tactics.

Using the lives of pawns to coerce them to achieve his ends was despicable.

In the face of absolute power, Brielle felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness.

A pair of cool hands reached out, gently touching her temples..

voice whispered in her ear,

heart skipped a beat. Truth be told, she didn’t know how Max

led by the nose by William had frayed her nerves, yet she still wanted to try

want to talk to

disagreeing with her

madwoman, someone who didn’t even care about her own life, let alone someone

Brielle showed up in front of her, she’d probably want to

won’t allow

was indifferent, his hand retracting as if he

quickly offered him

take it; such small favors were of no use to him.

“Mr. Dorsey?” –

her voice, and Max glanced at her before reluctantly accepting the glass. “You could

I’ll talk to her

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frown softened

to exhaust her own efforts first, but he

in, planting a kiss on his

Max looked up at

“Mm–hm.”

stood quietly on the side, clutching files, watching as his boss was swayed by a feathery

easier, wanting to see Sue right away, but as she stood up, a wave of dizziness hit her.

much and was

looked down. “Ms. Brielle, sir, dinner is just outside the door. I’ll

now.”

earlier, and Max hadn’t eaten either. Patrick hurriedly pushed in the dinner cart.

drawer for a white bottle and downing two pills before attempting to put

grasped her wrist, his eyes darkening as he looked at the white bottle

with that bottle, so much so that the memory still stung like a

bite.