Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 200

The words struck Brielle like a needle, piercing deep into the core of her heart. Yet she didn’t show a flicker of emotion on her face, even daring to look up and meet his gaze head–on.

“Spencer’s treatment of me over the years is no secret, Mr. William. You of all people should be well aware. My connection to him was nothing more than a broken engagement. I never had the privilege of meeting Max’s mother. As for Mr. Dorsey and Alivia, they’re a match made in heaven, aren’t they? A perfect pair if ever there was one.”

She was so focused on her words that she didn’t even notice the elevator doors opening. Max and several executives stood there, having caught every word she said.

William raised an eyebrow, glancing behind Brielle with a smirk. “So, Brielle, you’re here to congratulate Max and Alivia too? Perfect, you can tell Max yourself.”

A chill seemed to creep up from behind her, cold enough to seep into her very bones. She turned around and, sure enough, there was Max, his face impassive as if her words hadn’t touched him at all.

It was the executive elevator. Running into them was to be expected.

Brielle’s heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively avoided meeting his gaze. The other executives seemed oblivious to the tense atmosphere. The head of Human Resources quickly interjected to smooth things over, “Ms. Haywood, the meeting’s been moved downstairs.”

Brielle’s hand at her side twitched slightly. “Alright,” she whispered.

William chatting with Max, but Max was always a man of few words, hardly

been moved to her department’s floor. She had earlier ordered someone to remove the flowers she received, but they, thinking it wasteful

of the

atmosphere on this floor.”

was fetching flowers, replying respectfully. “They were

gazes turned to Brielle. “Didn’t know you were so

forced a

approached the flowers, his fingers deftly plucking one. His fingers were long and attractive, the red petals stark against his skin, and to Brielle,

hard, only to see him silently head to the adjacent

meeting.

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her travel plans. Standing, she responded. “There’s been a situation. I’ve taken a few

Haywood, that’s where you’re wrong. What personal issue could possibly be more important than

is already chatting with Ms. Alivia, and here you are, still in the country. You don’t