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

closed the folder and noticed a new message on his phone.

on WhatsApp. Accept, please.]

WhatsApp. He’d registered once, but the flood of contact requests was overwhelming, so he deleted the app. His life

for a moment, before finally

of the corner of her eye and

bit her lip, pushing her coffee towards him, “Max, my friend wants to meet with you to discuss the

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

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 the same time, there was a whole

ignored them, searching for Brielle’s message and

was surprised by how quickly he accepted, feeling unexpectedly flattered. She wanted to continue the conversation, but glancing at the time, realized it was

[Goodnight.]

at Brielle’s profile picture. It was a

glances the whole time, her hand

picture? She racked her

their circle, but couldn’t

had already flinned bis