Master of his heart (Max and Brielle) novel Chapter 556

Chapter 556 

Brielle greeted Ricardo and they stood amidst a gaggle of giggling children, with smiles. plastered on their faces. Later, they moved and unpacked items together. All those 

photographe landed on Max’s phone. 

Max was out like a light, the sleeping pill having taken quick effect. Even in slumber, a “light frown creased his forehead. 

Exhausted from helping unpack, Brielle could barely lift a finger. She hadn’t eaten since noon and was now sprawled on the couch, panting with her eyes closed, devoid of any energy. 

Driving back to Premier Palace was out of the question at this point; she couldn’t even muster the strength to stand up. She leaned back and succumbed to sleep right there on the 

couch 

Ricardo glanced at the still–excited children, now playing with their new toys, and placed a finger to his lips in a hushing gesture. The children immediately caught on and quieted down 

“Will Brielle catch a cold sleeping like that?” 

“Ricardo, why don’t you give her your jacket?” 

Instead of undressing, Ricardo found a soft throw blanket and draped it over Brielle. It was as if cameras were always lurking around them, ready to snapshot any closeness between the two and send the images at lightning speed to Max. The innocent act of Ricardo covering Brielle with the blanket while she was oblivious in her exhaustion seemed sweet and tender 

to an outsider. 

In her dreams, Brielle knitted a scarf snug in Max’s embrace during the holidays while he read her poems by Borges, word by word. The corners of her lips curled into a smile as she shifted to a more comfortable position in his arms. 

When Max woke up, it was eight in the evening, and Brielle hadn’t returned. She had said she’d come home every night, even if she visited the company branch, instead of renting a place nearby. 

Rubbing the center of his brow, Max was alerted by Patrick’s voice at the door. “Mr. Dorsey. are you awake? There’s an emergency meeting needed for the international acquisition 

case.” 

After freshening up and donning a suit, Max opened the door. 

In his study, he saw his phone flooded with new pictures. With each swipe, his expression turned icier. In the last image, was Ricardo covering Brielle with the blanket. Max’s knuckles whitened, and the phone was hurled against the wall, shattering into pieces. 

The air turned heavy, bitingly cold. 

Michael’s tactics, though unbecoming of his status, were devastatingly effective. 

Chapter 556 

Standing behind his boss, Patrick witnessed Max’s fury for the first time. He’d seen the photo, too, and besides being incredulous, he was stunned. Ms. Brielle rarely let a man get that close. No wonder Max was livid 

He wanted to ask if the meeting was still on, but seeing Max’s dark mood, he tried to make himself as inconspicuous as possible. 

Max’s lips pressed together, his voice icy, “Patrick, call her.” 

Patrick’s head hung even lower. “I’ve tried Ms. Brielle’s phone, sir, but it’s turned off.”