Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 92

Brielle felt the top button of her blouse choking her and raised her hand to unfasten it, but Max caught her wrist, “Or maybe try a different

outfit.”

A smirk played at the corners of Brielle’s mouth; his possessiveness was baffling at times.

She turned and grabbed a light turtleneck sweater from her closet, not showing any sign of bashfulness as she stripped off the one she was wearing. After changing, she twirled in front of him, “Is this better?”

Max averted his gaze, his naturally long lashes casting a shadow, “Barely.”

Rolling her eyes inwardly, Brielle walked towards the living room, making sure to grab her cane.

She shut the bedroom door behind her with a soft click.

Sophia and Emily had been waiting impatiently outside the door, their hands raised to knock again when it swung open.

Brielle hadn’t expected them. She arched an eyebrow lightly, then offered a cool smile, “Make yourselves at home. Don’t be shy.”

Sophia had initially intended to directly give Brielle a piece of her mind, but upon encountering Brielle’s smile, it felt like punching into cotton, losing the intended impact. She glanced around the modest room, which in comparison to her luxurious villa, could only be described as

humble.

her, struggled to mask

measured pace and settled on the couch, placing her cane beside her, “Come in, don’t just stand there at the

Chapter 92

“Brielle, don’t

glanced at the table, where Max’s glass of water had long gone cold. She picked it up and took a sip. “I just have

position, eyes fixed on the two visitors. “Who’s the accomplice and

mastermind?”

at her side, itching to throw the fruit from the table at Brielle’s

demeanor only

Emily moved forward, aiming to stomp on her foot. But Brielle was quick to dodge, retracting her foot and splashing the water

and she almost screamed as she lunged at

Brielle.

grabbing Emily’s arm with impatience. “Andrew sent us to apologize. If you don’t play along, he’ll throw me back to the police station. Emily, I don’t care what beef you have with Brielle, but

her revenge for after this

disobedience.

who detests you. I just hired that thug, gave him a

from a distance.

laugh, Brielle put the

hate me?”