Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 266
Brielle’s heart skipped a beat. She didn’t have the courage to admit that Max had just tossed a card at her and she felt too
embarrassed to approach him. “It probably has nothing to do v with him. This hotel is small fry compared to Dorsey
International’s assets. He wouldn’t get involved in the affairs of one of his hotels. It could have been someone else.”
Tiffanie smirked slightly, leaning back in her chair with a casual air. “I checked with the hotel. Ryan has already swept through
with his team once. You know how shrewd that old fox Ryan is. If he had found any evidence of you and Spencer staying at the
hotel, he wouldn’t be this calm. So, I’m guessing Ryan didn’t find anything. Except for Maxie, I can’t think of who else would do
this. Why don’t you just ask him if he helped you move Spencer?”
Her words were like a pebble thrown into the already rippling lake of Brielle’s heart, causing waves to crash. Brielle’s breathing
became shaky, unable to pinpoint what was wrong with her body, feeling a heat wave all over.
She really couldn’t think of anyone else. Who else from the Dorsey family would protect her? It certainly couldn’t be Michael.
Brielle clenched her phone, listening to Tiffanie’s voice on the other end. “Maxie may seem aloof, but he’s actually pretty
thoughtful. And if he really did help you move Spencer, what does that mean? It means he cares about you. Look, some guys
are all talk and no action, but not Maxie. He just quietly gets things done. If I were you, I’d take care of Alivia and tie him down
tight.”
Though Brielle knew Tiffanie was unreliable and this was all mere speculation, for some reason, a hint of sweetness inexplicably
emerged in Brielle’s heart, and the bitterness from him tossing the card to her slowly dissipated.
Tiffanie was relentless on the other end. “Just go straight to Maxie. If it was him, then dive into a passionate romance. Being with
a guy like that, you’re hitting the jackpot, Brielle. Even if

you broke up in the end, he’d never leave you high and dry.”
Brielle grimaced. Even without romance, the money he had given her over time was more than what an ordinary person could
earn in several lifetimes. Max was really good to her, and perhaps it was because of this that his sudden decision to withdraw left
her feeling so forlorn.
After hanging up the phone, Brielle sat on the couch, lost in thought. Remembering all the things Max had done for her made her
heart race.
Maybe it was time to be brave?
She swallowed hard, scraping together every ounce of courage before dialing Max’s number.
Max had returned to Premier Palace and saw the incoming call on his phone but didn’t pick up.
Wesley noticed the caller ID and reminded him, “Sir, Ms. Brielle is calling.”
Expecting Max to pick up after his prompt, Wesley was surprised to see no reaction on Max’s
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face, as if nothing could stir his emotions.
Wesley, knowing better, hung up the phone and muted it to avoid disturbing the man at work.
Brielle called ten times in a row to no avail. She grew anxious, getting up with the help of her crutches, and called Patrick.

Patrick was still dealing with the Haywood family affairs. Seeing her call, he instinctively tensed but relaxed, remembering Max
wasn’t around. “Ms. Brielle.”
“Patrick, I want to ask about Spencer.”
Patrick was taken aback. Every directive from Max typically went through him, so he was well aware that Max had arranged for
Spencer’s transfer. “Ms. Brielle, I don’t follow.” Wasn’t she aware of Spencer’s situation?
Brielle took a deep breath, her palms sweaty with nervousness. “I heard Spencer was kidnapped?”
Patrick was puzzled. He thought for a moment, then asked uncertainly, “Ms. Brielle, did the car accident cause you to lose your
memory? But I heard you only injured your leg, not your head. Don’t worry, I’ll inform Mr. Dorsey and we’ll get you the best
medical care.”