Chapter 401

After leaving Brielle, Dustin whipped out his phone and shot a text to Max. [Hey Max, had a blast at the casino with little B. Planted a kiss on the back of her soft hand, and she blushed something fierce. Adorable.]

Max saw the message, as the business with the Dorsey family had already wrapped up. His face instantly turned to ice, compounded by the sight of two messages from Andrew. The air in the car went subzero.

Patrick was sitting in the front and shivered involuntarily, wondering who had crossed Max this time.

A minute later, Max dialed Brielle’s number. She was just about to step through the innermost door when her phone rang. She hit the answer button.

“Where are you?” Max’s tone was icy, and his anger was barely contained.

Brielle was puzzled at who might have upset him and answered truthfully. “At the casino. I wanted to snoop around about Daniel’s situation.”

“You and Dustin having fun?”

Her heart fluttered, and she couldn’t help but smile.

reached out all evening and was probably tied up

tabs on her?

showing off to me.” Max’s voice was flat. It was obvious, even to someone as emotionally oblivious as

reassure him. “It was

to pick you

arguing with Max’s tone. Brielle simply agreed, “Okay,

Brielle rubbed her temples, thinking how childish Dustin was. She stood before a massive floor–to–ceiling window. Inside was a den of vice and vigor, outside the sultry night

she knew she had no

Daniel was being held against his will. And she was curious–who was the puppet master

balcony. There stood a man, his back to her as if he’d been waiting for some time. “Ms. Brielle,

Chapter 401

laid out before him, and an empty cup. His posture was erect,

face.

sat down slowly and cautiously.

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