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Master of his heart (Max and Brielle) novel Chapter 632

Chapter 632 

Brielle closed her eyes and took a deep breath

The Rowland family had faced their comeuppance, and as for Andrew, his would come in due time. All she needed to do was wait quietly

When she returned to Premier Palace, her mood lifted considerably. The image of the Rowland clan smeared with trash brought a smirk to her face

She had just settled on the couch when Max handed her a glass of water. After a few sips. feeling rather chipper, she decided to dig out that scarf she’d been knitting and continued her work by the bay window

Max watched her mood improve and silently breathed a sigh of relief but couldn’t suppress a cough

Wesley knew he had been running a fever since the night before. Sir, maybe we should call the doctor. Your temperature is very high, and if it hits 104 degrees, we’ll have real trouble,Wesley suggested, his concern merging with Max’s timely cough, finally pulling Brielle’s attention toward them

Brielle looked at Max and, indeed, noticed his pallor. She set the scarf aside and saw Patrick come downstairs with a stack of papers. Sir, the last meeting is about to start, and it’s going to last about an hour. Once this is over, we should be clear of the overseas issues for a while.” 

At that moment, Brielle was by Max, reaching out to check his forehead. Feeling the scorching heat, her expression changed instantly. She hadn’t noticed Max’s fever earlier, being out of sorts herself, so she quickly asked Wesley, Wesley, do we have any fever reducer here? Bring some over, will you?” 

Then, turning to Patrick, she asked, Can’t we postpone the meeting?” 

Patrick looked troubled

Max patted Brielle’s hand, his voice rough with the hint of a cold, It’s okay, don’t worry, it’s just 

an hour.” 

Brielle frowned. You have a high fever.” 

Max wanted to say that he had worked sick countless times before, and it was nothing new

Brielle’s grudges needed time to dissolve. The fall of the Rowland family was just the start. Andrew still needed a slow grind to intensify the pain. She was one to hold fast to her vendettas, now only slightly satisfied

Max understood her evasion and would bear the brief heartache. He coughed again, and his eyelids looked heavily fatigued. Patrick sighed, Mr. Dorsey was called to the sanatorium again last night and didn’t rest at all.” 

Brielle felt a pang of sympathy, but the sanatorium was indeed an issue. Martha was, after all

12:00 

Chapter 632 

Max’s birth mother, and he couldn’t ignore her

She placed her hands on his temples, easing his discomfort with the coolness of her fingertips. Max closed his eyes in relief

Wesley had found some fever reducer, and Brielle brought it to Max’s lips. Take this.” 

Max complied, swallowing the medicine, but heard Patrick’s urgency. Sir, the meeting starts in ten minutes.” 

Max didn’t dally any longer. I’m fine. You’ve been down lately, so just rest here.” 

The meeting couldn’t be postponed, so Brielle only nodded. She picked up the unfinished scarf and sat close to knit while Max turned on his laptop’s microphone and conversed fluently with the other party

Brielle focused intently on her knitting. The scarf had taken quite a bit of time in fits and starts, but thankfully, it would be finished tonight. At the end of the scarf, she knitted two irises, and as she tied off the last stitch, Max concluded his meeting

Brielle then wrapped the scarf around his neck. If they waited any longer, spring would be upon them

A spark of warmth lit Max’s eyes as he chuckled, Can I wear it tomorrow?” 

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