Chapter 209
“Max, what should I say to Brielle? If she finds out it was me who called, she’ll never want to show up,” she said, her voice quivering with tears. She was still hoping to catch Max’s attention even at this perilous hour. She even pushed out her chest, trying to entice him, her voice thick and almost dripping with emotion.
Max didn’t even glance her way, instead frowning in disgust. “If she doesn’t come. I’ll kill you. What do you think you should say? Naturally, you should beg her to come save you.”
The cold barrel of the gun returned to Lillian’s head, and she truly believed that Max would kill her. This man had no heart: he was completely merciless.
Lillian felt like she’d been slapped repeatedly, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably. The idea of calling Brielle to save her was laughable. All this humiliation came from Brielle, all because of her.
She dared not delay any longer, sobbing as she pressed the call button. The line was quickly picked up.
“Mr. Dorsey.” It was Brielle’s polite voice.
Lillian was truly terrified now, her tears falling nonstop, her speech broken, “Brielle, you need to come to the Hatfield family’s party venue. Max, he… I drugged him, he won’t let me touch him. and he said… he said he’ll kill me. Hurry over.”
Uttering these words, she felt as if her very bones were being crushed.
Brielle shot up from her bed, first carefully checking the caller ID on her phone to confirm it was Max’s number. But why was Lillian on the line?
Her voice immediately became anxious, “Lillian, do you realize what you’re doing? You dared to harm Max?”
Lillian clenched her teeth, locking eyes with Max, who was smirking slightly. Her nails dug into her palm.
She was being used. Max allowed her to touch his phone only to test Brielle. So he could be cautious too.
A lump formed in Lillian’s throat, “I’m begging you, Brielle. You have to get here within forty minutes.”
“What good does begging me do now?! If anything happens to him. I won’t let you off!”
Brielle felt her chest tighten as if it would explode. What on earth was going on with Max? How could he fall prey to someone like Lillian?
She practically leaped out of bed, threw on her clothes, and dashed downstairs.
This was Max’s phone. She was afraid to imagine what was happening on the other end. Where
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was Patrick? And Max’s bodyguard?
She felt like she was boiling over, Max hadn’t called her. Could it be because he was no longer conscious?
Lillian said Max was so angry that he wanted to kill Lillian. Brielle wondered how much Max must be suffering.
Brielle floored the gas pedal, wishing she could fly there.
Back in the room, after Lillian finished the call she watched as Max kicked his phone into the trash bin. It was tainted by her touch, and he wouldn’t use it again. The thought humiliated her. “Get dressed and get out before Brielle arrives.” he commanded.
Tears started to fall down Lillian’s cheeks again, “But the door’s locked from the outside, Max. Can I…”
She was cut off by his cold voice. “Isn’t there a window? Jump.”
Lillian stared in disbelief. They were on the fourth floor; a jump could be fatal. “This is the fourth floor.”
*Staying in the room, and you’ll die even faster. Jumping gives you a chance to live. What’s your choice?”
Lillian felt weak all over. Seeing the dark gun, she scrambled to the window, crying and climbing. down the adjacent drainpipe.
Max set the gun aside, thinking of Brielle’s frantic voice, and the scowl on his face softened. The phone in the trash can began ringing frantically, Brielle’s number flashing, but he didn’t pick up. Instead, he unbuttoned his shirt, turned off the room’s lights, and waited in silence.
Like a hunter anticipating his prey.
