Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

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Chapter 246

x paused, a melting sensation at the core of his heart. He looked down at the person in his

arms, bewildered, but without further thought, he gently laid her down on the bed of the

bedroom.

To the outside world, he was an eternally unyielding mountain of snow, but in this

moment, Brielle felt as though a crimson blossom had bloomed at its peak. That splash of

vivid red was enough to thaw the chill of the snow.

All through the night, she felt as though her world was a swaying painting, all its colors

converging upon him. She was like a kite dancing in the wind, a boat floating serenely on

a current. Her world was entirely controlled and guided by him.

When she awoke, the un was already high in the sky. She heard voices outside and,

struggling a bit, got out of bed. After freshening up, she stepped into the living room to

find Max opening his laptop for a meeting.

Not wanting to interrupt, she decided to head to the kitchen to whip up something.

The white pill bottle was within reach on the counter. After a moment’s hesitation, she

dropped a pill into the water. It dissolved quickly, and she stirred it in.

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Ryan was a suspicious man, always asking if she had made her move. Knowing Max was

back. he’d likely be bombarding her with calls to hurry her along. If she didn’t answer, it

was Mark who would suffer.

There were thirty pills in total, and Ryan would have her count them on video each day. If

none

were missing, it was still Mark who would be tortured. With such a weakness in Puan’s

grasp.

Brielle had no choice but to comply.

However, she had cleverly switched the pills with vitamins, indistinguishable to the eye.

She could only keep Ryan at bay for about a month. Within that time, she had to rescue

Mark.

Brielle was deep in thought and didn’t notice that as she tossed the pill into the water,

there was someone standing at the kitchen doorway.

Max was just there, initially wanting to ask what she was cooking, but the sight of the

familiar white pill bottle froze him in place. He quietly retreated back to the couch and sat

down. His expression unchanged, his emotions unreadable.

Half an hour later, Brielle came out with a steaming bowl of soup, just one serving, which

she placed in front of Max. “I made this for you. I’m not great at cooking, so I just made

some soup.”

Max set aside his paperwork and looked up at her with a glance.

Brielle’s lips were tightly pressed, her face shadowed by a frown.

Max took the bowl, inhaled the aroma. It was indeed inviting.

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“Brielle, do you want me to have this? His voice was calm, betraying no emotion

Brielle’s heartbeat skipped, her hand nervously resting behind her. “Yes, I’d like you to try

it.” After all, it was just vitamins, and he wouldn’t know.

Unexpectedly, Max’s lips twitched into an indulgent smile. If you want me to have it then I

will* Her heart raced uncontrollably as Max leisurely sipped half the bowl When half was

left he glanced at her, “You made only one serving. Aren’t you hungry?”

Brielle really wasn’t hungry, so she shook her head.

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But then Max brought a spoonful to her lips. “Here.”

Without thinking, she opened her mouth, but then he withdrew the spoon. “Never mind. If

you’re hungry later, I’ll have Patrick bring the chef over.” With that, he finished the rest of

the porridge.

A lump formed in Brielle’s throat; she was lost for words. If she had intended to use that

kind of drug, would Max have even known? He was completely unguarded against her.

An irritation welled up inside her. What if someone else tried to poison him? Would he be

as unguarded then? In his position, there were plenty who would wish him harm. Shouldn’t

he be vigilant about everything presented to him?

Seeing her frown, Max thought she might be hungry and called Patrick instructing him to

send over the chef who had cooked for them last time.

Patrick arrived promptly, not only with the chef but also with a brand–new suit. Max went

to change and returned to find Brielle still looking distressed, silent on the couch. He

couldn’t help but chuckle. “What’s the matter?”

Brielle shook her head, her tone serious, “Mr. Dorsey, you really should be more cautious

with those around you. After all, you can’t see into a person’s heart.”

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