Chapter 339
Mason paused mid–stride, a hint of confusion shadowing his features as he turned back. “What’s up?
Did we miss something important Just now?”
The two had just settled on the early size of their startup. Mason and his crew of techies hadn’t quite
cracked the code on mizing their venture, but Brielle, with her finance degree, was the one who
had a handle on that aspect. She had already outlined thepany’s trajectory for the uing year,
and Mason had been on board with the n.
Now, he looked perplexed.
Brielle opened her mouth, then slowly shut it again. “It’s nothing. I’ll transfer the funds to thepany
ount soon.”
Mason chuckled, his tone light and teasing. “Alright then, once we go public, I might just make you
President.”
Brielle didn’t respond. Instead, she escorted them out. She hesitated multiple times, wanting to speak,
but Mason, walking ahead, didn’t see.
Stepping into the elevator, Mason nced back at Brielle. “Ever since I saw you handle that meeting
with the Hartley Group’s CEO, I knew you were meant for big things. It’s been a pleasure working
together.”
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Brielle’s lips curved into a small smile as she pressed the elevator button for him. “A pleasure indeed.”
As the elevator doors slid shut, Brielle was left staring at the empty hallway. Her hand massaged her
temples. A headache wasing on.
Brielle still hadn’t managed to voice theplexity of her rtionship with Mason.
In this world, there were two types of people who were simply drawn to each other. Mason had tried to
resist and reject Tiffanie, but if her influence was inevitable, then his feelings for her would eventually
be either love or hate. Brielle knew this all too well, and it tormented her.
Back in her room, she felt utterly drained. She stared nkly at the ceiling, rubbing at her temples
again. She was exhausted.
Grabbing the remote, she turned on the heater. As the warmth spread, her chilled limbs slowly came
back to life.
It was two in the morning, and with a weary effort, she applied ointment to the cuts on her hands before
falling asleep on the couch.
At six a.m., her phone rang. It was Patrick. “Ms. Brielle, Mr. Kenzo has woken up. He’s hurt his leg, but
it’s nothing serious. The cold has slowed down the infection, and the local doctors have managed it
well. We’ll be heading back soon, so don’t worry.”
Brielle let out a relieved sigh, hearing Kenzo’s voice on the other end. “Patrick, is that Brielle?”
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Patrick confirmed, “Yes, Ms. Brielle is quite concerned.”
“Tell her I’m fine, and not to worry. This wasn’t her fault.”
Patrick nodded, then addressed Brielle, “Ms. Brielle, we’ll be back shortly. Make sure you take care of
that injury.”
Rubbing her eyes, Brielle mustered her energy. “Which hospital will you be taking him to?”
There was a pause before Patrick, ever the rational one, advised, “Regardless of the hospital, it’s best
you don’t visit. The Barnes family is already suspicious about Mr. Kenzo’s injury. Rumors are flying that
it’s because of you. If you show up, it’ll only confirm their suspicions, and they won’t let you off easily.”
Brielle’s lips pressed together, knowing Patrick spoke the truth.
Kenzo’s voice came through once more, taking over the call. His tone was still gentle. “Patrick’s right,
Brielle. I’ll be fine. I heard you’re hurt, too. Take care of yourself, and once this gossip blows over, let’s
grab a meal together.”
“I’m so sorry, Kenzo.”
His voice sharpened. “You have nothing to apologize for. It’s not your fault.”
Even though he said that, Brielle knew she had inadvertently put him in harm’s way. Thankfully, he was
alright, or she would have lived under a curse of guilt.
After the call, Brielle felt a weight lift from her chest. She even managed to make herself some
Soup.
By early evening, Patrick called again to say they were back in Beaconsfield. Brielle finally felt at ease.
As she pondered how to spend Christmas Eve, her doorbell rang. It was Aubree.
Wrapped in a scarf, Aubree marched in, unraveling it to reveal a neck covered in love bites. “Andrew
made sure to mark his territory before I came over to see you.”
Brielle frowned but didn’tment, she just watched as Aubree presented her with a box. “Here, a
bted birthday present.”
Worried it was some extravagant expense, Brielle opened the box to find a beautiful diamond and
breathed a sigh of relief.
Aubree looked around the room and settled herself on the sofa. “Bri, you hung up so quickly yesterday.
I only found out about Kenzo’s injury today. What in the world happened?”
Brielle recounted the harrowing tale of their near brush with death.
Aubree’s expression darkened. “But you decided to go to the Radiant Light Church on the spur of the
moment, right? I didn’t tell a soul. Who could it be?”