Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 98

Andrew’s world seemed to momentarily shatter as he took a deep drag of his cigarette, annoyance edging his voice, “Max, you’re just gonna let her reel you in like that?”

Brielle gasped for air, freed from his grip. It wasn’t her seducing Max at this point; he had been the one to lean in for the kiss.

Talk about a misunderstanding.

Max’s fingers grazed her cheek as he reached for his phone. As he was about to speak, Brielle’s lips silenced him again. If Andrew was accusing her of seduction, she might as well own up to it.

When the kiss finally broke, she noticed the call was still connected and curiously asked, “Mr. Clements, you haven’t hung up yet??”

Andrew was lighting his third cigarette, snorting coldly, “I just wanted to see how shameless you could be.”

Brielle’s lips twitched, finding humor in the situation. Was this tarnishing Max’s reputation?

She cleared her throat, taking the phone, “I had no intention of performing for anyone over the phone, Mr. Clements. Perhaps you should focus on how you’ll follow through on your promises.”

A dangerous glint flashed in Andrew’s eyes as he growled, “Nobody dares to threaten me like this.”

words had barely faded when Max intervened,

aura, but quickly got irritated again, “Fine,

burn. Max’s sudden interjection had left her

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were to d detached,

intense and overpowering. He confined be made her greedy for more. His gaze was chilly, but to her, de les fore igniting

make out his words–it was probably something about making those two apologize

was still were in her grip, her

up, I’ve got

heated calm Brielle felt as if he had stripped away her warmth as

one second and indifferent the next, as if he could walk away

smile was plastered on her face. “I suppose Mr. Dorsey won’t object to me firing Emily?

reasons for her dismissal to

it over in

where Patrick was already waiting, a crisp new suit jacket in his hands. Patrick quickly averted

from Patrick and