Master of his heart (Max and Brielle) novel Chapter 948

Brodie wheeled himself into the room, catching Brielle's eye with a silent nod before focusing on Max.

"Dad wants me to find out who’s behind the poisoning," he said.

Max didn’t plan on leaving anytime soon. He’d just come down from discussing prep work with Ramey upstairs. Brielle’s show was set to start in three days, and with this unresolved mess, Max couldn’t focus on anything else.

When Brodie spoke, Max just nodded. Brodie gripped his wheelchair tightly. "Dad thinks it was you."

Max wasn’t surprised and even admitted, "Yeah, I’m the prime suspect right now."

Brodie likely came to Premier Palace because he thought Max was the most likely culprit. Dorsey International had been ruthless with Max lately. If it weren’t for those major project issues, Max might be in jail by now.

But Brodie wasn’t like the rest of the Dorsey family; he knew Max didn’t do it. He also knew that the trouble at Dorsey International meant Max’s plans were in motion.

Brodie didn’t have any particular affection for the Dorsey family, but he was curious about Max’s schemes, though he doubted Max would share anything with him.

His gaze drifted to Brielle, the woman who seemingly brought Max down to earth. His look wasn’t invasive, just a casual appraisal.

After a few minutes, Brodie turned back to Max and asked, "So, when can I expect to see the news break?"

Max had hinted before that Dorsey International news would be on TV soon.

"Now that the plan’s in motion, how many days will it take?"

"Brodie," Max replied coolly, "Patrick said there’s been a mass exodus from Dorsey International. The execs are almost all gone, and the board members have been restless for a while. What used to take a week might now hit the news in about two days."

His tone was detached, as if toppling a corporate giant like Dorsey International was no big deal.

Brodie looked at Max with a hint of envy, his hand unconsciously resting on his numb legs, a wry smile touching his lips.