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.

her heart pounding, she heard William chatting with Max, but Max was always

department’s floor. She had earlier ordered someone to remove the flowers she received, but they, thinking it wasteful to throw them away, placed a sign by them instead-“Flowers Free to a Good

the executives

“Nice atmosphere on this floor.”

flowers, replying respectfully.

gazes turned to Brielle. “Didn’t know you were so popular, Ms. Haywood,” they

a bitter

approached the flowers, his fingers deftly plucking one. His fingers were long and attractive, the red petals stark against his skin, and to Brielle, it felt as if he was squeezing

him silently head

meeting.

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Chapter 200

an exécutive asked about her travel plans. Standing, she responded. “There’s been a situation. I’ve taken a few days off. Once that’s sorted, I’ll be ready to

personal issue

already chatting with Ms. Alivia, and here you are, still in the country. You