Master of his heart (Max and Brielle)
Chapter 299

Chapter 299

Spencer was held captive in a suburban villa. His movements were restricted, but otherwise, he was well-fed and well-rested these past few days.

The room had only one pitiful window, high up on the wall, practically useless except for letting in some sunlight and a bit of fresh air.

Spencer sighed and looked up just as he heard the sound of a car engine from outside. Someone was coming.

Sure enough, footsteps soon approached his door. A man entered, efficiently binding Spencer from head to toe and blindfolding him with a thick black cloth.

Spencer had kicked up a fuss on the first day, cursing Brielle. He was convinced that she was behind this whole mess. But the men watching over him were not your average bodyguards and were built like tanks, with the keen edge of retired soldiers.

Knowing Brielle for years, Spencer was aware of her limitations. She couldn't possibly have the connections to hire these kinds of people.

So, it was Brielle who had initially nabbed him, but had someone bribed the hotel manager to buy him off her hands later on?

Anger and a sense of betrayal churned within Spencer. He had wanted to tarnish Brielle's reputation, not take her life. And yet, she had treated him with such cold-hearted betrayal.

Spencer had lived a charmed life and was raised in luxury. Every minor disgrace he suffered recently was tied to Brielle's machinations. Now, he felt unbearably wronged and vowed to settle the score with Brielle if he made it out alive.

Blindfolded, he could see nothing, relying on his captors to guide him forward.

Brielle and Patrick arrived at the villa just as Spencer was being led out. He couldn't see his surroundings, but he sensed someone's gaze and instinctively turned. "Who's there?"

Brielle remained silent, her eyes signaling Patrick, curious about his next move. Patrick leaned in, whispering so only the two of them could hear. "I've informed Ryan. The exchange will happen nearby. He should be on his way. Once Mark is secured, Ms. Brielle, take your men and leave. Better get Mark out of Beaconsfield; otherwise, Ryan will keep using him as leverage against you."

Brielle nodded, sharing the same thoughts. She dreaded Mark suffering the same fate as her grandfather. Remembering Julian, Brielle felt her eyes well up with tears, which she fought back fiercely. Before she could dwell on it further, Spencer's voice broke through. "Let me go! Who the hell are you guys?"

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Chapter 299

Seeing Spencer's face, unscathed by his ordeal, Briellé thought he seemed to have been living comfortably. She lowered her lashes, refusing to look at him any longer.

Meanwhile, Ryan had indeed received the message. After deploying so many resources and not replaceing Spencer, his temper was explosive and aggravated further by Faith's constant weeping at home. Who were these kidnappers, and why would they exchange Spencer for an old man? Was there more to Mark than met the eye? Despite racking his brain, Ryan couldn't figure it out. Now that they had initiated contact, he was eager to seize the opportunity to retrieve his son. He had Mark brought over, and they set off immediately.

Faith had wanted to accompany them, but one look at Ryan's disdainful expression was enough to make her shrink back. She stayed behind in the villa.

Ryan was seething with venomous thoughts, contemplating using this chance to eliminate the threat once and for all. However, any unexpected incidents could put Spencer's life at risk. With lips pressed tight, he restrained from harshly interrogating Mark, fearing Spencer might suffer in return. So, Mark was treated the same as Spencer - confined but otherwise unharmed.

Upon reaching the agreed location, Ryan was furious to replace the hideout so close to the city. center. It was under his very nose the whole time.

Swallowing his pride, Ryan ordered Mark to be taken down. Who was pulling the strings behind this group of kidnappers? Despite his reluctance, Ryan had no choice but to proceed with the exchange.