Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 204

A trace of satisfaction flashed in Lillian’s eyes as she looked towards Max, almost appearing a bit intoxicated.

“Max, you probably don’t know this yet, but Patrick and Brielle, they’re an item. Saw it with my own two eyes last time. But I gotta say, Patrick, Brielle’s already got another suitor lined up. and I hear wedding bells are about to chime. You might wanna keep your eyes peeled if you’re on the market for a lady friend.”

She swirled the red wine in her glass, trying to craft an image of elegance and sophistication.

Patrick felt that Lillian was a woman with no brains at all, completely unable to read people’s expressions. He sneaked a glance at Max and, sure enough, Max’s eyes were frosty.

Lillian, oblivious as ever, edged closer, her mind preoccupied with the perfume she wore. She had done her homework on Max’s preferences; he wasn’t fond of overpowering scents. So tonight, she had chosen a fragrance with a subtle hint of tea.

Before she got close enough, Max’s voice cut through. “Wasn’t her engagement with Spencer canceled?”

with her, even if it was about that bitch Brielle. But Lillian was far from thinking Max had any real interest in Brielle. After all, Brielle had hooked up with his driver. Surely a man like Max,

a hint of triumph,

Apex Dynamics?

never heard of it. Patrick, on the other hand, was quietly filling in the gaps. “Connor, a notorious playboy pushing fifty,

just running my mouth a bit,

that seemed to swallow light, covered

elevated her in his estimation. She had thought it would take a serious effort to hook Max, but he seemed an easy catch. Her excitement was palpable, and the smugness was impossible to hide. “Max, let me toast

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question very tactfully, her cheeks

watched Lillian sidle up to Max with a furrowed brow, worried she might upset him. The room was crowded with women harboring hopes of clinging to Max’s coattails, yet none dared to approach him directly. Who wasn’t aware of Max’s slight obsession

too, were puzzled. Everyone knew Lillian’s reputation was in tatters. How could she be so close to Max? Could it be that Max had a taste for just

Lillian’s so–called friends, some of whom had gathered for the evening.