Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 176

Brielle scrolled through the comments and noticed someone had posted a screenshot of Alivia’s latest post, featuring a black rosary bracelet wrapped around her wrist, identical to the beads Max had been seen wearing in several paparazzi shots.

Everyone seemed to be green with envy, but all Brielle could taste was the bitter tang disappointment.

of

No wonder he hadn’t replied to her texts; he was at the airport, picking up the patriarch of the Barnes family.

we’ve

With a sigh, she closed her eyes just as the cop in the front seat said, “Ms. Brielle, we‘ reached your apartment.”

Quickly regaining her composure, Brielle nodded and stepped out of the car, walking towards the building entrance in a daze, while the officers who had accompanied her lurked nearby.

As soon as Brielle exited the elevator, her front door greeted her with a mess of cigarette butts, and there sat a man on her doorstep, Spencer, reeking of booze and tobacco, a combination that turned her stomach.

His bloodshot eyes lifted to meet hers, and he staggered to his feet, slurring. “I checked out the charity, and indeed, it was your donation. Burp.”

After belching loudly, he peered at her through bleary eyes, “Lillian’s gone off the deep end. I was all set to marry her, but my mom’s had second thoughts, wants me to have another go at convincing you. Brielle, is there any chance for us?”

Brielle couldn’t believe his nerve, flinging her door open, “Maybe you should go get your head checked at the hospital first.”

slam the door, but Spencer’s hand shot out, bracing

hesitation, Brielle pushed

“Bang!”

recoil, but he didn’t, wincing as his hand

regret hit her, and she pulled the door open, “What the hell

what he was doing, thinking

barged in, pinning her

felt her insides jolt, and instinctively, her foot shot out into his stomach.

face turning

Chapter 176

this was Brielle’s room. He

cigarettes.

“Bri.”

called out, staggering to his feet and lunging forward, collapsing both of them onto the

camera shutters

“Click–click!”

were snapped in a series of shots.

ready to chase the paparazzi hiding

his arms around her waist from behind. “The stuff

his eyes as he bit his

who had sent the photographer. What was the angle? Did the gossip from the Haywood family’s party leak, and now the media was prying