Master of his heart (Max and Brielle) novel Chapter 377

Chapter 377 

Patrick bowed respectfully, “Ms. Brielle, the boss thought the same, so he’s already had Sue 

sent over. 

Brielle heaved a sigh of relief and poured herself a glass of water, b 

ut as she held the glass, she did not take a sip. 

The situation had developed into a seeming impasse. 

The tactic of diluting William’s leverage was useless. 

Everything had to revert to square one. She had to prove that it wasn’t her who had oppressed Sarah. Only then could she extricate herself from this web of troubles. 

However, there were no security cameras at the restaurant at the time. 

Brielle was not just unwilling to accept this. She was even disgusted by William’s dirty tactics. 

Using the lives of pawns to coerce them to achieve his ends was despicable. 

In the face of absolute power, Brielle felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness. 

A pair of cool hands reached out, gently touching her temples.. 

His voice whispered in her ear, “I’ll help you.” 

Brielle’s heart skipped a beat. Truth be told, she didn’t know how Max could help. 

Being led by the nose by William had frayed her nerves, yet she still wanted to try on her own. 

“I want to talk to Sue.” 

Max frowned, clearly disagreeing with her decision. 

Sue was now a madwoman, someone who didn’t even care about her own life, let alone someone else’s. 

If Brielle showed up in front of her, she’d probably want to stab her with all her might. 

“I won’t allow it.” 

Max’s tone was indifferent, his hand retracting as if he didn’t want to discuss it further. 

Brielle smiled and quickly offered him a glass of water. 

Max didn’t take it; such small favors were of no use to him. 

“Mr. Dorsey?” – 

Brielle softened her voice, and Max glanced at her before reluctantly accepting the glass. “You could be in danger.” 

“Not at the station. I’ll talk to her at the police station.” 

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Chapter 377 

Max’s frown softened slightly. 

He knew Brielle wanted to exhaust her own efforts first, but he was still uncomfortable. 

Brielle looked at him and finally leaned in, planting a kiss on his lips. “Mr. Dorsey, may 1?” 

All the pent–up frustration vanished in an instant. Max looked up at her, then averted his gaze, this time answering more readily. 

“Mm–hm.” 

Patrick stood quietly on the side, clutching files, watching as his boss was swayed by a feathery kiss. 

Brielle breathed easier, wanting to see Sue right away, but as she stood up, a wave of dizziness hit her. 

She hadn’t eaten much and was feeling a bit hypoglycemic. 

Patrick tactfully looked down. “Ms. Brielle, sir, dinner is just outside the door. I’ll bring it in 

now.” 

Brielle had been asleep earlier, and Max hadn’t eaten either. Patrick hurriedly pushed in the dinner cart. 

Brielle nodded, reaching into a drawer for a white bottle and downing two pills before attempting to put them in her mouth, b 

ut Max grasped her wrist, his eyes darkening as he looked at the white bottle in her hand. 

He was all too familiar with that bottle, so much so that the memory still stung like a venomous 

bite. 

Brielle paused, looking down at him in confusion. “What’s wrong?” 

She was unaware that Max had learned of her dealings with Ryan, even witnessing her replace the contents of the bottle with vitamins. 

That bottle was something Max knew all too well. 

“Brielle, you-” 

Brielle smiled, “I’ve been feeling a bit off these past few days, just taking some vitamins to boost my health.” 

She had intended to throw away the bottle but thought it was just vitamins, so there was no harm in keeping it.