Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 49

However, Brielle was unaware of all this. After signing the contract with Integral Elements Inc. she just got off work, and was stopped by Tiffanie

Tiffanie’s fingertips held the card, the convertible top wide open, and the colorful

accessories looked very flamboyant. She lifted her chin towards Brielle, revealing a sweet smile “Brielle, let’s roll. Time to paint the town red”

Brielle and Tiffanie were not close, but Tiffanie was too presumptuous, and it seemed like she couldn’t read the room at all. Now, she was already wavingat Brielle.

The car was parked right outside the bustling entrance of Dorsey International, drawing curious looks from the staff. It was a luxury car that commanded attention wherever it was parked.

Tiffanie honked the horn a couple of times, her grin widening into something more genuine. “Life’s too short. Wait ’til you see that movie star hunk. You’ll realize how ridiculous it is to hang all your hopes on one branch.”

Her tone

was very innocent, and she blinked her eyes while speaking. It was difficult to reconcile such a sweet appearance with a messy personal life.

into the passenger seat. “My engagement to Spencer is heading south sooner or

surprise. “What? For

real knack for getting

and guess what? Lillian dragged me into her group chat. There are several young ladies from prestigious families in Beaconsfield in the group, and they just love to make

ado, Tiffanie revved the engine and they were

Brielle, her posture relaxed. “Is she saying that I bullied her, hit

smirked, “Spot on. They roast you daily, but hey, Lillian’s got the charm.

missed a high society gathering. The extent of her connections remained a mystery to Brielle. And Lillian did have a talent for drama. Her tears could flow on

to be the Haywood lady, so why does everyone seem to prefer Lillian? Whenever she’s in

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And that bracelet she flaunts, wasn’t that from some high-end auction? But based on what I see of your clothing, food, and lifestyle, well, the maid who collects garbage in my

Tiffanie’s fingertips gripped the steering wheel, and she

not as

Maxie seems to have a soft spot for

her eyes. She had a nagging suspicion that Tiffanie knew about