Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 58

Brielle trailed behind him quietly, a sense of surreal disbelief clinging to her. The auction was only a couple of hours away, and she was sure Max would be looking for her soon.

“Mr. Lynch, I came here with a colleague, and I should probably get back to him. If you’re short of a date, how about we touch base at the entrance of the auction?” she suggested, convinced Max wouldn’t need her as his so-called date.

Ever since Dustin hung up the phone, a frown had taken residence between his brows. “Call your colleague. Tonight you’re with me,” he commanded.

Swallowing nervously, Brielle realized she didn’t have Max’s number.

Dustin raised an eyebrow and chuckled lightly. “Colleague? Are you really an employee of Dorsey International?”

“Yes,” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.

Dustin nodded and, without hesitation, whipped out his phone, calling Andrew. “Tell Mr. Dorsey I’m borrowing one of his employees for the evening.”

After delivering the message, he turned to Brielle. “What’s your name?”

Caught off guard by his assertiveness, she struggled to maintain her composure. “Lucinda,” she lied without missing a beat.

Without any suspicion, Dustin relayed to Andrew, “Her name’s Lucinda. She’ll be my for tonight. Tell Mr. Dorsey I’ll make it up to him with dinner when I visit Australia.”

date

of the line, Andrew stared at his disconnected call, racking his brain for the

No recollection..

for striking beauty, so this ‘Lucinda’ must be exceptional. But did Dorsey International even employ

closed, “Dustin just called. He wants to borrow one of your employees for the night,

as he slowly opened

Andrew repeated, scoffing. “Since when does Dorsey International harbor such a temptress that Dustin personally calls to request her

emotion swirling in his eyes before settling back into an inscrutable smile. “Lucinda,” he

a casual command. “We won’t

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pick up Ms. Brielle.

a tense silence. Andrew sensed a shift in Max’s demeanor ever since that phone call – a chilling coldness now laced with a hint of frost in

fingers on his knee. “She’s

If she flies into someone else’s cage, dazzled by the glitz, she might never find her

she not be dazzled by the glitz at

his eyes again, his voice husky as he

had boldly schemed against Max

of course. Many in Beaconsfield longed to share Max’s bed but could only watch from

if Max would have ended her

second encounter at Tequila Sunset surprised him.