Master of his heart (Max and Brielle) novel Chapter 183

Chapter 183 

Brielle stepped into the living room, immediately struck by the chaos that greeted her. It was like trying to find a square inch of peace in a rock concert. Thankfully, aside from a bit of cash, everything else was untouched. 

The audacity of the thieves was astonishing, especially with the police right around the corner. 

After reporting the incident to the cops stationed nearby, Brielle tidied up her company’s computer and documents, grabbed a few clothing items, and decided to crash at a hotel for the 

night. 

Her apartment was no longer a safe haven, at least for the time being. 

No sooner had she stepped out of her building than she spotted Max’s car lurking behind a tree. Her heart skipped a beat, pounding uncontrollably against her chest. 

The car cruised forward and came to a halt in front of her. 

The window rolled down, revealing an empty backseat without Max. 

Instead, Patrick emerged, “Ms. Brielle, I was at the hospital, and the doc said you were discharged. Mr. Dorsey sent me to keep an eye out here. If you need anything in the middle of the night, just holler.” 

Holding a small suitcase, Brielle felt a pang of heartache mixed with numbness. 

Patrick, puzzled by the suitcase in the dead of night, hurried over to take it from her. “Ms. Brielle, where are you off to at this hour?” 

She got into the car and replied with a raspy voice. “Take me to Premier Palace.” 

Joy flickered across Patrick’s face as he loaded the suitcase into the trunk. “Great, Mr. Dorsey will be thrilled.” 

As the neon lights blurred past the window, Brielle mused, “Really? He’ll be happy that I’m going to Premier Palace?” 

“Mr. Dorsey was in a foul mood on his way to the family estate. I’m pretty sure it had something to do with you, Ms. Brielle.” 

Brielle fell silent. Thinking about Max feeding her in the hospital and being the first one to notice her fainting, she felt a bit regretful at the moment. 

She had been nothing but a canary in a gilded cage, seduced by greed into hoping for a 

response. 

Max hadn’t done anything wrong. As far as patrons went, he was more decent than most. 

The fault was hers, for harboring foolish hopes. 

It seemed an apology was in order tonight.