Master of his heart

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?”

Brielle could taste the acidity in his question. Her heart fluttered, and she couldn’t help

all evening and was probably tied up with something. Was he keeping

tabs on her?

someone as emotionally oblivious as him, that Dustin was bragging

reassure him. “It was just

pick you

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

hanging up, Brielle rubbed her temples, thinking how childish Dustin was. She stood before a massive floor–to–ceiling window. Inside was

though she came to investigate Daniel’s case, she knew she had no chance to take him away, especially when even Patrick couldn’t

Daniel was being held against his will. And she was curious–who was the puppet master behind the underground casino with such

door open and a gazebo appear on the farthest balcony. There stood a man, his back to her as if he’d been waiting for some time. “Ms. Brielle, care to join me

Chapter 401

hand, a selection of delicate desserts laid out before him, and an empty cup. His posture was erect, but he wore a mask that hid his

face.

down slowly