Master of his heart (Max and Brielle) novel Chapter 977

Brielle felt like she was trapped in an endless dream. One moment she was with her kids, the next she was surrounded by flames.

Then she heard Max's voice.

“If I can't be with you, I hope your life is safe and smooth.”

It had to be a lie. It just had to be. As long as she kept her eyes shut, everything would stay a dream. But she kept hearing voices calling her name—Aubree, her brother Dustin, Ramey.

She was so tired, so very tired, and she really didn't want to wake up.

Dustin was at her bedside, watching as evening approached, his patience running thin. He even started to wonder if Brielle would spend her life in a vegetative state.

He turned to Ramey. “Is hypnosis an option? Can she handle the truth about losing Max when she wakes up?”

If Max hadn't sacrificed himself to save her, she might have found the strength to keep going. But Max did it for her. Knowing Brielle, waking up probably wouldn't change much; she'd just drift through her days, lost in a haze.

Ramey's face was grim too. It was hard to believe Mr. Dorsey was gone. Mr. Dorsey had just fiercely acquired Dorsey International, giving the public a slap in the face. How could he be gone so suddenly?

“Mr. Lynch, I can only try hypnosis when the patient is conscious. Right now, Ms. Brielle's mental state is extremely fragile. If I force it, it will only add to her burden. I need to wait until she's more stable before trying to hypnotize her.”

Which meant, inevitably, Brielle would wake up to the news of Max's death. Dustin felt agitated, his eyes reddening with the strain. But he was powerless, damned powerless.

Dustin shoved open the door where Michael was being held, only to find him engrossed in a TV report about the wildfire that had ravaged the Dorsey family's property. But only Michael knew the truth—that it wasn't just a manor, but a tomb prepared by the older generation for their enemies.

He had shared this secret with Antonio, but considering the boy's timid and unhinged nature, it seemed unlikely he would go to such lengths. What could have pushed Antonio over the edge? Michael had no idea, and he was eager to find out who perished in the fire. Was Max among the dead?

As for Antonio's fate, Michael genuinely didn't care. The man was just a brainwashed fool; alive or dead, his presence hardly mattered to the Dorsey legacy.

The door swung open and in walked Dustin. Michael recognized Dustin, the hotshot heir to the Infinity Brilliance diamond empire, who had taken over the company's operations at a young age and made waves in the industry. Among the younger generation, aside from Max, Dustin was the man to watch.

But Dustin operated mainly in North America, and since diamonds didn't clash with Dorsey International's business, there hadn't been any dealings between them. Michael only knew of him by name. Now, Michael didn't look distressed; in fact, he seemed almost serene. However, when Dustin stepped through the door, he couldn’t hide his surprise.