Master of his heart (Max and Brielle) novel Chapter 853

The woman was Dustin's mother, a former powerhouse in the business world, and her own mother. She was dying to step outside, but if anyone asked who she was, what could she possibly say? Especially here, among the Lynch family, she couldn't tell who was a friend and who was a foe, or who had betrayed Dustin. It could be someone from Raymond's circle, from this lady’s entourage, or even from Dustin's own camp. Even Dummy was a suspect.

Going out now would be like walking right into the lion's den, making it clear she suspected something about her own identity. What would await her then? She didn't dare think about it. She felt like she was walking on a tightrope over an abyss, where one wrong step could ruin everything.

Brielle fought to control her racing heart, listening as the footsteps grew fainter. She had planned to step out, but something held her back, so she stayed hidden. The woman left, but Dummy remained standing in the study. Silent as a shadow, if anyone were just listening, they wouldn't know someone else was there. His eyes scanned the room, and finding nothing out of place, he smirked slightly before following the woman.

The footsteps faded away. Brielle, with the patience of a saint, crouched for an hour until her legs went numb, then slowly made her way out. The study was empty now, the lingering scent the only sign of recent visitors. Standing at the door, she listened carefully to the sounds outside before stepping out. She was thankful for her caution; she had placed her shoes deep in the foyer and her suitcase in the bedroom. The villa was so spotless it looked like no one had been there, so she remained unnoticed.

Brielle let out a sigh of relief but felt a pang of melancholy. Back in the room she had randomly chosen, she felt exhausted. Just then, a message from Max buzzed in.

"Resting yet?"

Brielle was ready to rest, especially with a visit to the sanatorium to see Desiree the next morning, and she had to work there for a few days.

"Soon."

Max scrolled through his phone's emojis, finally picking a rose and sending it over. Brielle chuckled, her mood lifting as she sent a rose back.