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.

glass from the coffee table. “Mr. Lynch, your certainly move on quickly with

his interest in Brielle, he was now cozying up to

a jibe; his reputation was

aware

you walked in. All because I have a genuine interest in your Little Canary? Mr. Dorsey, you should

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

Max didn’t

mentioned ending things, which seemed she didn’t care much

help but ponder whether one truly didn’t know

the couple of drinks he had, but a rush of

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thinking that Brielle was coming to get him tonight, perhaps

began to

said,

quickly, spotting Aubree in the hallway.

corner, her eyes red–rimmed. On seeing Brielle, a mix of

call out, attempting to rise but her legs were numb and she nearly stumbled forward.

to steady her, frowning with concern.

felt embarrassed, unable to disclose

“Aubree, where’s that spirit you

self–deprecatingly, “If Max asked. you to accompany other men, would