Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 193

Dustin sat down in frustration, furrowing his brows tightly. He heard a soft, delicate voice from beside him, “Mr. Lynch, you and Brielle…”

Tessa couldn’t help but succumb to another coughing fit, her cheeks flushing with the effort.

Dustin raised an eyebrow and let out a lazy grin, stretching his legs onto the coffee table. “Brielle? Brielle just makes me feel familiar. It’s Aubree I’m really into. Eve got the whole scene planned out in my head. Just the other day, I had a brief chat with Brielle about art. She seemed to dig my vibe. Wonder if Aubree would feel the same.

His words left nothing to the imagination. Tessa frowned. So, Brielle had snagged another one on her overseas escapades. She hated to admit it, but Brielle was a looker. Such a shame, though, just another woman men played with.

Dustin stood up, his gaze sweeping past Andrew with a smirk. “Mr. Clements is one lucky guy. having such a pretty sister and an attractive fiancée.”

Tessa felt a pang of discomfort. She and Aubree were nothing alike. If it hadn’t been for Aubree’s stroke of luck, being taken in by the Clements family as a foster child, she wouldn’t have been in Andrew’s league at all.

But to Andrew, Dustin’s words seemed to hint that he knew about his relationship with Aubree. He chuckled. “Mr. Lynch, didn’t you just say you didn’t mind used goods?”

Dustin’s brow furrowed. He always knew he played the field, but Andrew seemed even less principled, blatantly so.

would never forget Andrew, and he disliked the thought of a woman’s heart occupied by another while in his bed. Romance and love are nothing

like the others. He didn’t want her to stumble

going nowhere fast. Ignoring Max’s obvious cluelessness in the matter, Michael was a huge obstacle

into the pit Max had dug. “I really don’t mind, but Mr. Clements, are you sure she’d

it to Aubree. Whether she comes or not is

averted his gaze, picking up his coat from nearby. “No need. I’m not one to

of Tequila Sunset, lighting a cigarette, and slid

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Nearby stood Max.

smirk as he drove up. “Mr. Dorsey, a

remembered, my destination and your Premier Palace aren’t on the way. Never mind, then. Is the designated driver Mr. Dorsey called on the

finished, another car pulled

she left with

had she