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.

struggled to mask her resentment

settled on the couch, placing her cane beside her, “Come in, don’t just stand there at the door.”

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stormed in, “Brielle, don’t get so smug.”

water had long gone cold. She picked it up and took a sip. “I just have a few questions, and after that, you can start apologizing.”

eyes fixed on the two

mastermind?”

side, itching to throw the fruit from the table at Brielle’s face. This despicable bitch was ignoring her!

demeanor only aggravated

her foot. But

she almost screamed

Brielle.

“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 if you don’t help me wrap this up,

look at Brielle, planning her revenge for after this was all over, but for now, she couldn’t act

disobedience.

deep breath, Sophia said, “I don’t know you well, and it was Emily who detests you. I just hired that thug, gave him a million to trouble you. Sadly,

before but only from a distance. Now, up close, she realized how

light laugh, Brielle put the empty glass down, “Why does

hate me?”