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Brielle’s head throbbed with a relentless pain, but she prided herself on being a game yer. someone
who could take a loss as easily as a win.
Knowing she harbored a little crush on Max, Brielle wasn’t about to hide her feelings in front of her
friends. Her affection was her own, independent of how Max felt. Max was genuinely kind to her, but
who he liked was his business.
Brielle breathed a sigh of relief and rasped, “d he’s okay.”
Aubree, seeing Brielle like this, felt a mix of frustration and sympathy. But then she thought about her
own situation and realized she wasn’t one to give advice, so she just sighed. “I’ll go grab you
something from the hospital cafeteria.”
Brielle wasn’t hungry, but her mind was a jumbled mess, and she worried that under Aubree’s watchful
eye, her true emotions would spill. So, she nodded in agreement.
Once Aubree left, Brielle nced at her leg, wondering when it would heal. Max wasn’t answering her
calls, and she needed to figure out what he was up to. But incessantly reaching out would only give
away her feelings; it was better to interact at work. Her leg needed to heal quickly.
After some thought, when Aubree returned, she convinced Aubree to go home. Once Aubree was
gone, Brielle discharged herself and nned to recuperate at her ce.
The doctor saw Brielle was alone and tried to persuade her to stay. “Ms. Brielle, your leg can’t afford
another injury. It would be best if you stayed in the hospital for a week.”
“No need. I’ll take good care of it at home.”
With no other choice, the doctor processed her discharge.
Brielle took a cab back to Pearl Estate, and upon settling on the sofa, she couldn’t resist dialing
Patrick’s number. She wanted to confront Max about whether he was serious about Alivia.
Patrick picked up, but his excuses were the same, iming Max was unwell.
“Patrick, can he take a call right now? I just want to hear his voice,” she pleaded, hoping it would ease
her mind.
Patrick nced at the man engrossed in his emails. His lips were pressed tight. “I’m terribly sorry, Ms.
Brielle, he is unavable right now.”
Disappointment flooded Brielle’s heart. Was he really busy, or did he just not want to talk to her? Had
he decided to end things, and was that why he was being so cold?
“Patrick, I need to know where Spencer is being held. Ryan has taken Mark as a hostage, and I need
to exchange him for Spencer; otherwise, I fear for Mark’s safety.”
In truth, as long as she had Spencer, Ryan wouldn’t dare make a move, but at the moment, this
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was the only excuse she had.
Patrick’s eyes flickered withplexity. He needed Max’s input, so he replied, “Ms. Brielle, I’ll try
discussing it with Mr. Dorsey and get back to you once he has made a decision.”
With no other option, Brielle hung up.Copyright by N?v/elDrama.Org.
Patrick pocketed his phone and looked at Max. “Sir, Ms. Brielle called, Should we hand Spencer over to
her?”
Max looked up from the sea of paperwork, his tone detached. “If she wants him, let her have him.”
Patrick couldn’t help but remind him of the stakes. “Ryan’s got a lot of pull, and Ms. Brielle can’t handle
him alone. Once Spencer is with her, Ryan is bound to catch on. He might go after her. not to mention
he’s taken Mark hostage. If this isn’t handled right, Mark might…” He was cut off before he could finish.
“It’s her job to save Mark. If someone gets hurt, it’s her ownck of ability to me.”
That was the stance to take, and from now on, they would be nothing more than a boss and at
subordinate. That suited him just fine.
Patrick mped his lips shut, noting the stark change in Max’s demeanor. Patrick called to reach out to
Brielle, while silently counting down.
Three.
Two.
One.
As expected, Max spoke up, lifting his gaze slightly. “Go. Ensure her safety.”