Master of his heart (Max and Brielle)
Chapter 1431

Two hours slipped by in what felt like a heartbeat. Mason had just wrapped up his meeting, but as he made his way downstairs, the lobby was eerily empty, a stark contrast to the earlier hustle and bustle.

Pulling out his phone, he dialed her number, but only the cold, unyielding silence of an unanswered call met him. Panic began to creep in. He quickly had the building's surveillance footage checked, revealing Tiffanie stepping out alone, barefoot-something was definitely wrong. Mason frantically reached out to friends, asking them to help search for Tiffanie. Meanwhile, he took to the streets himself, driving through familiar roads that now felt strangely foreign.

As Tiffanie's phone went from ringing to dead, Mason's heart sank. He gripped the steering wheel so tightly his knuckles turned white, feeling more helpless by the second. The only thing that could ease his mind was knowing Tiffanie was safe, right there in front of him. Tears brimmed in his eyes. What if she did something drastic? Hadn't she been making progress with therapy recently? Why this sudden change?

Max's team was also out searching, but in a place as vast as Beaconsfield, finding someone determined to stay hidden, especially without a phone, was like finding a needle in a haystack.

Meanwhile, Tiffanie sat on a chilly step in a quiet alley, partially sheltered from the unexpected downpour. Her pants were soaked through, but she barely noticed, lost in her own whirlwind of thoughts. The world moved around her, people hurrying by under umbrellas, while she remained still.

Her solitude was suddenly broken by a familiar voice calling out, full of urgency.

"Tiffanie!"

"Mason's here," she realized, panic rushing through her. Instinctively she tried to hide, but there was nowhere to go. In her haste, she stumbled, cutting her foot on the sharp pavement.

The pain brought clarity. As Mason's calls grew closer, she staggered to her feet, trying to escape further into the shadows. But Mason caught up, his own clothes soaked and torn, his knee bleeding.

"Mason, you're bleeding," she exclaimed, horrified, more worried about him than herself.

But Mason only cared about her. His voice cracked with emotion as he begged to know what was going on, to understand what was happening inside her mind.

Max's crew arrived, explaining that Mason had been clipped by a car earlier and needed to get checked out at the hospital. The news twisted Tiffanie's heart with guilt.

Amid the chaos, as rain mingled

with tears on her face, Mason pulled her into a tight embrace, whispering words of comfort. Tonight, he had braced himself for the worst possible scenarios. In his darkest moments, he imagined the O unimaginable, but finding Tiffanie, even in distress, was a glimmer of hope in the storm.