Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 189

Aubree felt a tightness in her chest that threatened to suffocate her. She couldn’t utter a complete sentence, her tears streaming down her cheeks uncontrollably like a faulty faucet that wouldn’t stop leaking.

Brielle hastily got out of bed to change her clothes. As she was leaving, she bumped into Patrick, who inquired where she was headed.

“Tequila Sunset.”

Patrick assumed she was going to pick up Max and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes as he handed her the car keys. “Ms. Brielle, here are the keys.”

It didn’t strike Brielle as odd, given Patrick had always been kind to her.

She took off in Max’s usual ride, and no sooner had she left than Patrick was on the phone with Max. “Mr. Dorsey, Ms. Brielle’s coming to pick you up tonight.”

Meanwhile, Max had settled into a private booth at Te

Sunset. Usually, it was Patrick who

picked him up after a night of indulging, but now Patrick was saying what?

Brielle was coming to get him?

Max thought he must be hallucinating. If he remembered correctly, this would be the first time Brielle had ever picked someone up.

The frustration that had been simmering all evening lifted instantly, even making Dustin, who sat opposite him, seem more agreeable.

he picked up a glass from the coffee table.

had finished expressing his interest in Brielle, he was now

didn’t take it as a jibe; his reputation was well–known across North

aware of it.

mood. You looked pretty sour when you walked in. All because I have a genuine

American social circles, there were numerous women who desired to be with him

though, Max

which seemed she didn’t

truly didn’t

drinks he had, but a rush

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thinking that Brielle was coming to get him tonight, perhaps to apologize for her

to settle once

back what she said,

spotting Aubree in

was curled up in a corner, her eyes red–rimmed. On seeing Brielle, a mix of annoyance and relief crossed

her legs were numb and she nearly

her, frowning with concern.

to disclose

angry. “Aubree, where’s that spirit you used to

pale, and after a long pause, she said self–deprecatingly, “If Max asked. you to