Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 89

“Spencer, you go ahead and have a good chat with Max. I won’t intrude,” she said with a considerate tone.

Spencer nodded, ending the call and feeling all the more appreciative of Lillian’s sensibility.

Spencer looked up at the firmly shut door with a flicker of disdain in his eyes. He must be out of his mind to come all this way for a woman like that.

Brielle? She was worth this hassle?

His face darkened, and without hesitation, he turned on his heel and strode away, unaware that on the other side of the door, the workaholic ‘Uncle Max‘ had a woman sitting on his lap.

Brielle’s hands were still looped around Max’s neck, her head resting against his chest. Max’s palm gently caressed her back before he firmly grasped her chin, forcing her to look up. “You’ve been crying?”

He didn’t know the ins and outs of Brielle’s entanglement with Spencer, only that they were once engaged. As for their past affection, he couldn’t care less.

Brielle, with top honors from Beaconsfield College, a stunning face, and formidable work skills, was certainly more than a match for Spencer.

“Still hung up on him?”

at the thought. Her,

someone she had known for over a decade change so drastically, as if her

misunderstanding wasn’t such a bad thing. After all, compared to the minor discomfort she felt toward Spencer, her emotions for

to let the misunderstanding continue. It was better than

for over a decade. How

pain. Max’s eyes darkened, not understanding why

for him. Brielle, are your affections that

in his arms, positioning her so as

one with someone else in her heart, was pointless. He was to enjoy the moment

seeing the hurt in her eyes

was the first time anyone had told Brielle that someone else was unworthy, rather than questioning what she deserved. Her spirits lifted,

Max, I think we shouldn’t talk about other men at a time like

with his, “Just don’t think about him

Ask any woman out there as long as she’s not blind, she’d know who to choose

her lips, the warmth in the air vanished. His eyes grew

her luck. He had never asked how far she and Spencer had gone – had they

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