- Novel-Eng
- Romance
- CEO & Rich
- Billionaire
- Marriage & Family
- Love
- Sweet Love
- Revenge
- Werewolf
- Family
- Marriage
- Drama
- Alpha
- Action
- Adult
- Adventure
- Comedy
- Drama
- Ecchi
- Fantasy
- Gender Bender
- Harem
- Historical
- Horror
- Josei
- Game
- Martial Arts
- Mature
- Mecha
- Mystery
- Psychological
- Romance
- School Life
- Sci-fi
- Seinen
- Shoujo
- Shounen Ai
- Shounen
- Slice of Life
- Smut
- Sports
- Supernatural
- Tragedy
- Wuxia
- Xianxia
- Xuanhuan
- Yaoi
- Military
- Two-dimensional
- Urban Life
- Yuri
Chapter 439
After hanging up the phone, Spencer flashed his homeowner’s ID to the gatekeeper and
was naturally granted entry.
When he reached Brielle’s location, he felt an unexpected surge of excitement. Sydney
welcomed him in, and Spencer strode past her into the house.
There, Brielle lay on the couch, sleeping quietly but looking terribly under the weather.
Spencer’s brow furrowed in concern. The medication should have only put her into a deep
sleep without harming her. Yet, she appeared so frail.
He glanced at Sydney, who hurried to explain. “Didn’t I tell you? Ms. Haywood wasn’t
feeling well. When I first came in, I noticed she looked quite pale.”
Spencer snorted dismissively, certain that Sydney wouldn’t dare harm Brielle. He bent
down, about to scoop Brielle into his arms, when her phone on the coffee table rang and
caught his attention – it was Max calling.
Sydney also noticed and was surprised. She knew Max was the president of Dorsey
International, but why had Brielle saved his contact simply as ‘Max?’
Others at Dorsey International would’ve respectfully listed him as ‘Mr. Dorsey.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtA first–name basis suggested either equal standing or a close relationship. Sydney
dismissed the former, but could the latter be possible?
Considering Brielle was Spencer’s ex–fiancée, her knowing Max on a personal level wasn’t
odd. Brielle sure knew how to elevate her status, going so far as to save just his first
name.
Spencer’s heart nearly stopped at the sight of the flashing screen. He could not answer
the call but worried that ignoring it might raise suspicion. He took Brielle’s phone, using
her fingertip to unlock it.
The phone unlocked smoothly, but Spencer couldn’t bring himself to press the answer
button. Instead, he texted Max. [I need a few hours of sleep.]
Max sat in the Dorsey International penthouse, his brow furrowing upon reading the
message. Even though she wanted to sleep, there was no need for her to disconnect his
call.
He’d worked through the night at Dorsey International, troubled by something the evening
before. In the morning, he’d checked his phone to find no messages or missed calls.
Brielle sure could keep her cool.
In the end, he compromised and reached out first, only to have the call disconnected.
Was she angry? Shouldn’t he be the one upset?
Amused and helpless, he texted back. [Rest well. Call me when you wake up.]
Spencer breathed a sigh of relief at the response and picked up Brielle, preparing to leave.
11:447
Chapter 439
She smelled delightful, more intoxicating than ever before. Although he and Brielle had
been engaged for years, he had never held her like this. And she had never been so docile
before. Previously, it was indifference, then disgust. Her feelings towards him had always
been clear. He knew he had wronged her with the whole Lillian affair, but her involvement
with Max was also betrayal, wasn’t it?
He had no other choices. This child could not live. If Max found out about it, marriage
would be inevitable.
Spencer carried Brielle out, and seeing Sydney about to follow, he instructed her. “Go back
to Dorsey International, to the penthouse. Make sure Uncle Max knows Brielle is resting
and doesn’t want to be disturbed.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSydney hesitated, fearful of lying to the president. “Mr. Spencer, I-‘
“Just do as I say. You understand?! I’ll give you a million if you pull it off.” Spencer’s voice
was light, as if a million dollars was merely a frivolous sum.
Sydney gave in, though nervous.
“If he doesn’t ask, don’t say a word. Keep me posted on his whereabouts. Delay him if he
tries to leave, got it?”
She nodded, willing to risk it for the money. In the worst case, she’d quit Dorsey
International once she had enough.
Spencer didn’t linger. Carrying Brielle, he descended the stairs. To avoid drawing attention
at the exit, he covered Brielle with his suit jacket, making it difficult for the guards to
recognize
her.
As he placed Brielle in his car, he watched her peaceful face and wished he could whisk
her away from Beaconsfield right then. But Max would surely search for them, and with
Max’s influence, Spencer had nowhere to hide.
By driving a wedge between Brielle and Max, Spencer saw a chance for himself.
The will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!