Master of his heart (Max and Brielle)
Chapter 1327

latch onto him he couldn't quite shake his curiosity. But Bryan had no interest in women anymore.

Bryan couldn't help but wonder what was going on with her. Why did she suddenly look so disturbed? Though a tiny part of him worried this might be another ploy to catch his attention-something he'd seen countless times from women trying to escape Fisher's grasp and Since his beloved passed away, he'd dedicated himself completely to Fisher, shutting out any thoughts of romance or relationships. He pitied these women, but their fate seemed sealed.

Brielle had gotten up and moved closer to Bryan, abandoning her attempts to recall anything specific. Instead, she focused on observing him-his figure, his face. The name "Jaired" lingered in her mind, but Bryan claimed he didn't know anyone by that name. Frustrated and tired of thinking, she eventually slumped into a nearby chair.

Bryan was a bit surprised.

"Aren't you afraid of me?" he asked.

Brielle paused. This man clearly had no interest in her; why should she be scared?

Bryan chuckled, still leaning on one hand in a lazy, indifferent manner.

"You're quite something, more interesting than any of Fisher's usual crowd. Are you from Australia?"

Brielle nodded, still watching him intently, hoping that something might jog her memory.

"Australia's a great place, but it looks like you're not going back anytime soon," he said, his tone casual as he leaned back against the wall.

"But if you make an effort with Fisher, your life might get a bit easier here. Most women who resist don't have a happy ending."

"Why do you stick with him? He's no saint, but you don't seem like a bad guy," Brielle said.

Bryan laughed out loud, his eyes twinkling as he placed both hands on the table.

"First time anyone's said that to me. You came with Ricardo, right? You must know what he's like. I'm in the same league as him. Of course, if you think he's a good guy, then forget I said anything."

Brielle only knew Ricardo as a fellow employee, oblivious to his darker side. She decided not to dig any deeper overthinking would just give her a headache. She chose to let things be.

Bryan didn't press her further. They sat in silence, staring out the window, words unnecessary.

Meanwhile, King's plane had landed, and they'd pinpointed Brielle's location. But when local officials revealed that the area had been abandoned, his frustration was palpable. "What do you mean?" he demanded.

The local leaders avoided his gaze; they knew he represented the wealth and power of Saudi Arabia.

"My wife was taken there, and now you're telling me you've abandoned the place? Are you trying to dodge responsibility?"

The country was impoverished, a stark contrast to prosperous Saudi Arabia.

"King, it's not that we're trying to shirk responsibility. But you know, we've had international medical experts come here year after year, and many of them die. They come out of a passion for medicine, but to our president, they're just pawns, a way to show we can handle responsibilities that other nations can't. They're just tools for those in power. Abandoning that land was our last resort; the disease hits hard every year, killing all soldiers sent there. Everyone has loved ones, right?"

Human nature is inherently selfish.