Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 105

Max finally looked up at her. He’d been sitting there for the better part of the evening, and this was the first time he’d actually made eye contact. That was just Max being Max, so Alivia didn’t think anything of

1. it.

“Personal stuff.”

That was all Max said, two words, before he lowered his head to reply to a message. [I’ll try to get back home early.]

After sending it, he set his phone down and turned back to the documents beside him.

He had pretty much gone through all the files about the new app, and the venture capitalists had shared their insights. In summary, the app, currently valued at a mere billion dollars, was indeed a worthy

investment.

Even Alivia thought so, considering the app’s developer was one of the industry’s leading tech gurus, with hundreds of millions of users in the States alone.

Under normal circumstances, such a valuation wouldn’t have

demanded Max’s personal attention, but what he was really interested in was the app’s potential impact on international lifestyles. Plus, the developer’s mentor was the same as Alivia’s–a titan of the

was infused with plenty of

folder and noticed a new message on

WhatsApp. Accept, please.]

requests was overwhelming, so he deleted the app. His life revolved around

before finally relenting

corner of her eye and her expression darkened. Max, chatting with

pushing her coffee towards him, “Max, my friend

you’re finally getting WhatsApp? My brother and his friends have been complaining for ages. What made you change your mind? Let me

Max logged in, his voice cool and eyes half–closed, “I don’t really use it, so there’s no need to add

as soon as he logged in, he saw Brielle’s friend request. At

Andrew, from Kenzo. He ignored them, searching for Brielle’s

conversation, but glancing at the time, realized it was late and sent a message through WhatsApp instead.

[Goodnight.]

just looked at Brielle’s profile picture. It

was sneaking glances the whole time, her hand

in the profile picture? She racked her brain, running

nearly every woman in their circle, but

had already flinned bis abono L