Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 36

Max paused and set his bowl down on the nightstand.

The maid, already waiting by the door and keenly observant, quickly stepped in with a bowed head. She carefully took the bowl and began to feed her with meticulous

attention.

Brielle instantly regretted her impulsive comment. Had she kept quiet, she might have enjoyed the privilege of Max’s personal care. But now, she didn’t have the nerve to ask him to continue.

After finishing the soup, she finally felt strong enough to get out of bed. The maid was gone, and it was just the two of them left in the room.

Outside, the sun was blazing, its rays cloaking the garden beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows. Max sat in a chair by the window, the very picture of grace, his fingers tapping away on the keyboard.

Brielle had managed to pull herself out of the fear she had felt the night before, but now -she felt neglected, and a bit bored. She got out of bed and moved closer to him, standing

behind his chair. She inhaled his crisp scent and glanced at the screen. “Hatfield Inc., huh? Are you planning to take over this.company?”

were already in the

human history to develop

the top in the transistor processor market. However, since Max took

that, amid howls of protest, Max sold off several subsidiaries, securing a billion dollars

thought Dorsey International was strapped for cash and tightening its belt, but in the following year, Max led

diversified industrial chain with numerous luxury brands in its portfolio. It was

the top of Dorsey Tower, everything as far as

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a company tried to take over Hatfield, but their management immediately

close, her breath tickling Max’s ear. To see the screen better, she leaned in, resting her

her away but instead slid the laptop

packaging in response to national environmental initiatives. The Hatfield family owns over seventy percent of the shares, spread across more than two hundred members, with no single heir holding more than five percent. For Dorsey International to take them over, we’d be

leaned in with a playful twinkle in her eye, “Plus, the takeover is bound to fail. During my time at Beaconsfield College, I met one of their family members. After that hostile takeover attempt, most of the Hatfield heirs have locked up fifty percent of the company shares in a

only to the family. Max turned, surprised, and gave

Brielle straightened up, “He was drunk at a party and let it