Chapter 331

Suddenly, the sky was pierced by the roar of a helicopter. Reinforcements. They actually had reinforcements.

At this moment, the only person Brielle felt sorry for was Kenzo, who was completely an innocent victim in this mess. No, she couldn’t give up. Even if it meant dying here, she had to save Kenzo.

Brielle gritted her teeth, and the taste of iron filled her mouth. She could no longer stand, so she crawled on the ground, inching forward. The roar of the chopper grew louder as if it were right above her.

Through her blurred vision, she could make out a figure in a sleek suit approaching swiftly. Without seeing his face, she knew he was in a panic.

Max?

It was probably just a dying hallucination..

Brielle felt a profound sense of injustice. On the brink of death, she still didn’t know who was targeting her. They had come after her with such force.

Blood stained the cobblestones as Max’s heart shattered. The world around him faded, leaving only the expanding image of Brielle, seared into his retinas in shades of red.

“Brielle!” He hastened to her side and lifted her. His cool presence threatened to shatter the very air around them.

This wasn’t an illusion. Had Max really come? Brielle squinted, hearing distant gunfire, and quickly grabbed his arm. “Max?”

His heart trembled at the sight of her blood–stained fingers. Her leg wounds, barely healed, were injured once more.

Max pulled her into his embrace. “What happened?”

Brielle didn’t have time to ponder why Max was there; her eyes reddened in an instant. “I…”

She choked up but then remembered Kenzo, forcing herself to be calm. “Kenzo is still over there. We need to go back quickly.”

Max didn’t move but instead took out a tissue to wipe her palms. His long fingers tremble slightly, his gaze unsettled. “Kenzo? You went to the Radiant Light Church with him?”

“He wanted to take some photos.”

Kenzo indeed loved seeking inspiration in various places. It seemed his encounter with Brielle was a mere chance.

Max held her close. “I’ll have someone look for him. You come with me.”

Injured as she was, Brielle was of no use here. But with Kenzo’s fate uncertain, how could she leave without worry?

“I want to find Kenzo.”

Now that reinforcements had arrived, they should go back for Kenzo.

Max remained silent, a sharp taste crossing his heart as if he had bitten into a lemon. “My people will find Kenzo and ensure his safety.”

Brielle’s mind cleared. It seemed that fate had been kind to let her see the person she most wanted to in her dying moments. It was enough.

Sensing her reluctance to leave and the blood dripping from her fingertips to the ground, Max felt a sudden pain in his chest. “Let me first stop your bleeding.”

Only then did Brielle glance at the wounds on her leg and palm; though minor, the blood made them look frightful. She sat on a nearby rock, feeling a chill throughout her body.

Max’s backup was swift; several more helicopters flew in, scouring the woods. The gunfire had stopped; the assailants had likely retreated upon seeing the reinforcements. If so, then Kenzo should be safe.

Brielle’s heart settled, and her gaze fell upon Max. He took a bandage from a subordinate and knelt to tend to her leg wound. His dark eyes were cast down, and his brows relaxed.

Feeling out of place, Brielle instinctively drew her leg back, fearing even the slightest stain on her shoe might tarnish his pristine fingers.

Max had promised to join her here but had bailed, and now he had descended like a deity. If making someone fall was a talent, then Max truly had a gift.

He caught her leg firmly, a serious look in his eyes. “Don’t move.”

Her face flushed, and she quickly looked away.

Once he finished, she stood, fearing another moment might compel her to ask the questions bubbling inside her.

Why did he come? Why was he so gentle?

me Way th “I’m going back for Kenzo.” Her head bowed, she walked had come.

Max couldn’t dissuade her and followed, but his phone rang again. As she walked, she heard him answer. “I’ve discussed it with the doctor, use the new medication and a sedative to stabilize her mood.”

“Yes, I’ve had a situation here, I’ll be on my way shortly.”

Brielle wasn’t attentive, so she had a misstep, expecting to fall onto the rough stones, but was caught by the waist and pulled into a cool embrace.

“Be careful.” The words were for her. Max ensured she was alright, before he continued with his instructions on the phone. I’ll come in person to sign off for the use of the new medication.”

After hanging up, he stepped in front of Brielle and crouched down. She stepped back, alarmed. What was he doing?

“Get on.”

“But…”

Before she could finish, her hand was pulled firmly, and she found herself hoisted onto his back.