Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

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Chapter 853 The woman was Dustin's mother, a former powerhouse in the business world, and her own mother. She was dying to step outside, but if anyone asked who she was, what could she possibly say? Especially here, among the Lynch family, she couldn't tell who was a friend and who was a foe, or who had betrayed Dustin. It could be someone from Raymond's circle, from this lady's entourage, or even from Dustin's own camp. Even Dummy was a suspect.

Going out now would be like walking right into the lion's den, making it clear she suspected something about her own identity. What would await her then? She didn't dare think about it. She felt like she was walking on a tightrope over an abyss, where one wrong step could ruin everything.

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Brielle fought to control her racing heart, listening as the footsteps grew fainter. She had planned to step out, but something held her back, so she stayed hidden. The woman left, but Dummy remained standing in the study. Silent as a shadow, if anyone were just listening, they wouldn't know someone else was there. His eyes scanned the room, and finding nothing out of place, he smirked slightly before following the woman.

The footsteps faded away. Brielle, with the patience of a saint, crouched for an hour until her legs went numb, then slowly made her way out. The study was empty now, the lingering scent the only sign of recent visitors. Standing at the door, she listened carefully to the sounds outside before stepping out. She was thankful for her caution; she had placed her shoes deep in the foyer and her suitcase in the bedroom. The villa was so spotless it looked like no one had been there, so she remained unnoticed.

Brielle let out a sigh of relief but felt a pang of melancholy. Back in the room she had randomly chosen, she felt exhausted. Just then, a message from Max buzzed in.

"Resting yet?" Brielle was ready to rest, especially with a visit to the sanatorium to see Desiree the next morning, and she had to work there for a few days. "Soon." Max scrolled through his phone's emojis, finally picking a rose and sending it over. Brielle chuckled, her mood lifting as she sent a rose back. "Cliché." "But romantic." After a bath, she lay in bed but couldn't sleep, her mind replaying the recent conversations. Over the years, Dustin had juggled managing Infinity Brilliance and searching for his missing sister, a truly exhausting endeavor. Yet, Infinity Brilliance was thriving under his leadership.

Brielle turned over, sighing softly. She could now see that those blocking their path were driven by old grudges and vendettas from the previous generation. In Raymond's prime, it was a dazzling era. In her own time, the most influential young financier was Max. But that era also coincided with the nation's rapid development, brimming with talent. It takes countless moments of brilliance and hours of leisure to create history's significant milestones. That era was one of the best.

The Lynch family had dominated the diamond trade since the old days, with Raymond stirring up storms in his prime. His wife was equally formidable, making them a mafor trouble. Brielle felt worn out but her mind was unusually alert. She took out the sleeping pills-she carried for insomnia, swallowed two, and forced her eyes shut.

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The next day.

She was up by seven, the jet lag still clinging to her, but she was eager to get to the sanatorium. Quickly dressed, she headed out. The m жет sanatorium was just a few minutes' walk away. Brielle put on her hat and opened the door, only to find a man shrouded in darkness standing there. A large cloak covered his head, hiding most of his face, leaving only scarred skin visible.

Brielle instinctively stepped back, her eyes wary. The man gestured with his hands, but Brielle, not knowing sign language, had no idea what he meant. He looked at her for a moment longer, then stepped aside. That must have been the mute from last night.

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