Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 84

He took a handkerchief and gently wiped her cheek.

Her skin was soft as petals, not just on her cheeks but all over. A girl like her deserved to be nurtured by power

and wealth.

Outside, a thunderclap broke the silence, and lightning split the sky. The rain began to pour down, quickly drenching the city.

Max sat on the edge of the bed, and as dawn approached, he slowly walked over to the floor–to–ceiling window. The raindrops hit the glass like a cascade of shattered diamonds, seemingly trying to capture the neon lights from outside.

At ten in the morning, Patrick gently pushed the door open. “President, the video conference is all set up.”

Max nodded, rubbing his temples as he stepped out of the bedroom. There would be three meetings today, ones he was supposed to attend in person. Instead, he had stood up all the executives last night.

A shadow passed through Max’s eyes, and his lips tightened just slightly. That kind of mistake was inexcusable.

receiving the news last night. She glanced at the hearty breakfast spread out on the table before

Andrew’s courier would arrive with the season’s must–have item, a tradition that had become almost ceremonial over the years. Yesterday, Andrew had sent over a designer watch, and the envy it sparked was palpable. Ever since her engagement to the Clements clan, Andrew’s gifting had become habitual. Tessa, frail since childhood, relished Andrew’s attentions but couldn’t help feeling resentful. Why

and then asked, “Is it Brielle? The young lady from the Haywood family? I haven’t been to a social event in years. Is she

impulsive. Rumor has it she’s avenging Miss

close.”

them tedious and the women’s tactics distasteful. But then she thought, if she could resolve this, everyone would see

her words.

was taken to the

the spoon, “Let the other Rowlands beg

involve

evident, and she frowned again, “Do you know why Emily is targeting Brielle? Is there a history

moment and replied honestly, “Both are with

not

Andrew had doted on her, insisting she was the only one for him, those who once scorned her changed their tune. Even her

Chapter 84

feigning busyness. Only on the eighth call did she answer, speaking softly, with an air of gentleness. “Yes, I’ll speak to Andrew. Since it’s Brielle who lost something, she should be responsible. As for Sophia, a financial

surge of satisfaction. Yet,