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Brielle shielded her eyes as she watched his retreating figure. She realized that her relationship with Max had hit
an unprecedented impasse.
The car crash the day before yesterday might have been orchestrated by Max's kin, and last night's debacle was
the Rowland family’s doing. It seemed like the whole world was against her.
All because she was with Max.
A fiery determination flickered in her eyes. If being with Max meant defying most of Beaconsfield, then so be it.
After freshening up, she stepped out just in tto bump into Patrick. He nodded with respect. “Ms. Brielle, I'm
relieved you're alright.”
It was no wonder that the president had left everything and everyone behind last night to rush to Brielle’s side
and watch over her all night. The scene had been too horrific, and it was difficult to imagine anyone who had
been through such an ordeal not being on the brink of madness.
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Patrick had half expected to find a woman teetering on the edge of collapse, thinking Brielle might break down in
tears when she saw Max. But when he followed Max back, he heard Wesley say Brielle had already fallen asleep.
What woman could fall asleep so quickly after witnessing such horror? Patrick found himself admiring Brielle’s
strength while also pitying Max.
For every ounce of sorrow Ms. Brielle felt, Max experienced it tenfold. If Ms. Brielle’s heart was slightly bruised,
Max's was probably already shattered.
Perhaps it was the tragedy and greatness of this world that life rarely offered truth. Yet it was filled with so many
forms of love.
Absurdities ruled, but love was the savior. That was Max for you.
Brielle didn’t dwell on it much longer. Instead, she inquired about Adrian’s whereabouts, as she had some
questions for him.
Patrick hesitated, then asked, “Shouldn’t we wait for the president's meeting to end?”
She couldn't wait another moment. She needed to act now, or else once she had a moment of calm, she'd
remember Aubree’s despairing eyes, her body marred with marks, and that gruesome, bloodied tooth.
Patrick was about to make arrangements to escort her when Max's voice echoed from the study. “Don’t go off on
your own. Wait for me.”
He had been listening to the commotion outside all along.
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Brielle stiffened, thinking he was supposed to be in a meeting. Then she heard him continue to engage with the
people on the other side of the camera, earning applause.
Patrick sighed somewhat helplessly. “Ms. Brielle, since that’s the case, please wait for Mr. Dorsey. Otherwise, I'll
have a tough texplaining things once the meeting is over.”
Brielle nodded. With Max having said that, she naturally didn’t dare to act on her own.
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Seizing the moment, Patrick suggested, “Ms. Brielle, why don’t you head downstairs for a meal? Wesley was
worried you looked ill when you cback last night, and he’s been brewing a nourishing soup for you since
early this morning.”
Wesley had a penchant for brewing soups.
Feeling hollow inside, Brielle made her way downstairs. Wesley immediately instructed the kitchen to serve the
soup. “Ms. Brielle, please drink up. Were you ill last night? You looked so pale. This soup will boost your health.”
“Wesley, I'm sorry for worrying you. By the way, do we have any vitamins? Could | have a bottle?” Brielle asked.
Curiosity flickered in Wesley's eyes. What did Ms. Brielle need vitamins for? But he didn’t pry and quickly fetched
a bottle of imported vitamins.
Brielle tore off the packaging so no one could see what was inside. Her smiled slightly as she tucked the bottle
into her purse and then leisurely began sipping her soup.
By the tMax finished his meeting, an hour had passed. During that time, Brielle had Patrick arrange for
someone to apprehend Sydney and bring her to Dorsey International, though Brielle made sure Sydney wasn’t
detained with Adrian.
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