Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 60

Chapter 60

Max was blissfully unaware of the havoc his words wreaked, lounging on cloud nine with

the ease of a Sunday morning. It wasn’t fair, not in the leasting on cloud nine with

Brielle’s emotions churned like a tempest inside her, and it took all her willpower to stay anchored in reality.

She wanted to retract her hand, but it was impossible. His touch was feather-light, barely there. Yet to her, it felt as heavy as a lead weight.

Logic and romance tugged at her in a fierce tug-of-war. At last, she tilted her head slightly towards Max, her voice softening.

“Uncle Max, I didn’t mean to.”

Her plan had been simple: visit the Hartley Group to soak in the atmosphere. But then Dustin happened. Dustin, the man who played by no rules, had led to this very moment.

Max turned to glance at her, and something about the tenderness in her eyes, soft as a pool of still water, struck a chord in him. Indeed, Dustin had hit the nail on the head; when she looked vulnerable, it was truly endearing.

frustration in his chest dissipated

“I’m not blaming you.”

in relief, then pushed her luck a bit further. “I wanted to call you, Uncle Max, but I didn’t have your

apologized first, then slyly shifted the onus onto Max. He saw through her little ploy,

respond, Dustin turned Brielle to

hands together. Years of socializing had honed his ability to sense the subtleties of such interactions, and he felt

is pretty special.

was sure Max

retort. “Mr. Lynch, if you fancy it, you can call

had to

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They were in cahoots.

keep from erupting in anger. He straightened up and noticed the seats

been invited to live-stream the auction.” His implication was clear-if she didn’t

understood his hint and murmured a thanks. Standing beside men like Max or Dustin meant passing public scrutiny. A misstep could spell trouble. And her relationship with Max

shifted her focus to

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