Chapter 664


    Max patted her cheek gently, grabbing a moist towelette from the car to clean the tips of her fingers.


    It was cold. Brielle’s fingers recoiled.


    When the car finally pulled up to the nearest hotel, Max ordered Patrick to ensure Annie was taken to


    the hospital while he carried Brielle into a room. This was the second time she’d gotten stered. If he


    didn’t intervene, any Tom, Dick, or Harry could’ve ended up sharing a drink with her.


    As soon as they entered the room, Brielle felt herself pressed down onto the bed. She couldn’t breathe


    and struggled to push the weight off.


    This time, Max was serious. Her chin was grasped firmly, and there was no escaping the deep kiss.


    It wasn’t until dawn that Max finally released her. Brielle, exhausted, had long since passed out, her


    body bruised and battered.


    Theforter was pulled up to her chest, the room’s heater was cranked up high, and beads of sweat


    moistened the strands of hair on her forehead. Brielle was too tired to


    open her eyes, but she vaguely felt her hands tied and a blindfold over her eyes.


    “No more,” she murmured, pushing away and opening her eyes. The blindfold obscured her vision,


    making everything unclear.


    Halfway through the night’s drinking, her consciousness had blurred. Kenzo hadn’t warned her the


    liquor would hit so hard,


    What else did she remember? Right, she remembered seeing Max with his new secretary.


    “Mmm.”


    She felt someone behind her, and a cold sweat broke out over her body as she struggled to remove the


    blindfold. This wasn’t the Premier Pce; everything felt unfamiliar.


    Max watched her struggle, then flipped her over and pinned her chin for another kiss.


    Brielle’s struggles intensified. The moment Max untied the necktie from her wrists, she yanked off the


    blindfold. Seeing the person in front of her clearly, her face flushed with


    anger.


    Bastard!


    Max didn’t give her a chance to retaliate. He was already dressed, hisposure restored, knotting the


    tie he’d used on her hands around his neck.


    He was such a jerk!


    Hello wanted to curae put loud but found her throat was hoarse,


    she’d pleaded the night before. There was a deep bite mark on Max’s corbone that she


    She’d begged him, and he hadn’t yielded. In her haze, she’d bitten him hard


    Did it ever necur to you that if i hadn’te for you, you’d be carried off to a hotel room by someone


    else after getting drunk?” Max nced at her as he adjusted his tie, then moved to leave the room.


    “Wait.” Brielle got out of bed, but her legs gave out, and she dropped to her knees. She qursed him


    again in her heart.


    Max intended for her to learn a lesson, not to be truly angry with her. He hesitated when he saw her


    kneel and her knees redden. After all, he’d teased her all night and had just deliberately frightened her.


    Leaving now would be no better than acting like an jerk.


    He closed the door, returned to the bedside, and tried to lift her. Brielle was furious and tried to push


    him away, but her control slipped, and her hand identally pped Max’s cheek.


    The sound was sharp in the tense air, and silence followed.


    It wa


    intentional.


    The p stung her heart more than his face. It felt like a vice grip on her chest, leaving her breathless.


    Es


    She quickly dressed, grabbed her purse, and fled the hotel like a fugitive. Once in the taxi, she stared


    at her hand for a moment.


    She rubbed her forehead, regretting the p. Her mind was too cluttered for exnations to sound


    anything but weak.


    Suddenly, her phone rang. It was Kenzo checking if her head hurt.


    Instead of returning to the Premier Pce, Brielle went home. She had to nurse her hangover. Her


    stomach churned until she sipped some hot water.


    “No headache, just tired.”


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    She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror, her face flushed, with marks creeping down her neck.


    She looked away/quickly.


    After exchanging pleasantries, she hung up and sshed her face with cold water.


    She and Kenzo had known each other a while, and she had let her guard down. One ss of that fruit


    wine was enough to muddle her, yet she’d had a whole bottle. By the end of their meeting, her memory


    was fragmented.


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    No wonder Max was angry. It was the second time she’d gotten drunk in a short period And she’d


    pped him. Even though it was light, it still counted.


    The TV continued to re news about Andrew’s impending marriage to Tessa The media had


    sensationalized the childhood sweethearts‘ story, with four days left until the


    wedding.


    Brielle felt agitated and was about to change the channel when another story caught her eye. Infinity


    Brilliance’s research institute was recruiting from top schools, and they’d just unveiled their new dean.


    Alivia’s face sparked a media frenzy as she was hailed a national treasure. Beautiful,


    educated, well–connected, andpetent, she was the kind of woman who turned heads everywhere.


    Confident and poised, Alivia addressed the media with warmth and assurance.