Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

After making sure Max was sound asleep, Alivia could no longer contain her excitement and promptly left the hospital room.

She sought out the doctor to inquire about Max’s condition. “Doctor, I need to know if the blood clot in Max’s brain might cause any complications. Like, could it make him forget certain things?”

“Ms. Alivia, theoretically, it’s possible. However, Max was quite fortunate last night. The clot isn’t located in a critical area, so the likelihood is slim but not entirely out of the question. Your might want to check with Max himself for specifics.”

How could Alivia possibly bring herself to ask Max such a thing? If he truly had forgotten, she wouldn’t allow anyone else the opportunity to bring up Brielle in his presence.

But judging from his current behavior, there was a ninety percent chance he’d forgotten. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have neglected to ask for his phone or about Brielle and would have jumped straight back into work like his old workaholic self.

From now on, Max would belong solely to her. And that bitch Brielle would rot forever in her lonely little prison.

A smirk crossed Alivia’s face. “Alright, I’ll ask him later.”

Her eyes flickered with excitement as she stepped out of the room and walked to the balcony at the end of the hallway. She dialed a number on her phone.

A lazy voice answered, “Alivia, it’s been ages since you called me after going back home. I thought you’d forgotten about me with all the chasing after Max.”

“Jaired, I need a favor.”

Jaired chuckled softly, his voice turning tender. “What kind of favor? Here I am, still in the military, and you’re already thinking of using me?” All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

“Are you going to help me or not?” Alivia was more relaxed with him than with others, and she didn’t put on airs as she did with the rest.

“How could I possibly refuse your request? Go ahead, tell me.”

“Isn’t the police force in Beaconsfield under the control of the Riddle family? I remember your uncle just got promoted, right? I need you to go to the police station and find someone for me.”

Jaired’s eyes narrowed. Though he wasn’t in Beaconsfield, he occasionally heard some rumors from there. “Who are you looking for?”

“Brielle. I know you have your ways. I want her to go mad in that place. That’s not too difficult for you, right?”

With his languid demeanor and a hint of wild ferocity, Jaired was like a noble jaguar, his

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muscles taut and ready. “The woman Max is keeping now? Is she worth your effort? Since when did you become so insecure, Alivia? Instead of staying by his side, which seems exhausting, why not come to me? You know I’ll always welcome you back.”

“Jaired, you’re Max’s friend. I don’t want to hear such talk again. I’m destined to marry him. Help me with this, and when you’re back, I’ll treat you to dinner, Deal?”

Jaired sighed, rubbing his temples. “Alright.”

After hanging up, Alivia’s smile widened.

Max, Kenzo, Andrew, and Jaired had the closest ties within their circle, but Jaired had always been in the military and rarely got involved in Beaconsfield’s affairs.

The Riddle family’s political influence was not to be underestimated, and Jaired, being the only son of his generation, had always carried the family’s hopes. He had stayed in military training and now was winning awards internationally. He’d probably return home soon.

It would be a good opportunity for Max, Kenzo, Andrew, and Jaired to get together.

It was almost like going back to the old days when the four of them would sit together, and she would secretly watch Max from the shadows, only to be caught and teased by Jaired for her little crush. But now, this was no longer just a crush.

As long as Brielle was out of the picture, she could be with Max immediately. Alivia was so confident that she didn’t notice a shadow pass by the glass door behind her.

She tucked her phone into her pocket and returned to Max’s room. There, she saw Max standing by the window, which was ajar, letting in the chilly breeze. “Max, you shouldn’t be exposed to the cold right now. Let’s keep the window closed.”

Max was idly playing with something in his fingers, his gaze calm and steady as he looked out..

Alivia moved to drape a coat over his shoulders, but he said, “No need.” He always had this way of rejecting her.

His complexion was still a bit pale, but he watched the snow falling outside. “Is it almost Christmas? Winter’s been lingering for a while now.”

Joy flashed in Alivia’s eyes. At that moment, she was utterly convinced that Max had forgotten that despicable Brielle! It was as if the heavens were conspiring in her favor!

“Yes, Christmas is just a couple of weeks away. Jaired should be coming home soon. You haven’t seen each other in quite some time, have you?”

Max lightly tapped his fingers on the window frame, chuckling. “It has been a long time.”