Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 210

“Thud!”

Lillian hit the ground with such force that she felt as if her insides were about to bounce out of her body. To make matters worse, several people between the second and third floors were asking aloud what that noise was.

Panicked, she limped quickly into a nearby bush, shivering as she dialed Cameron on her phone.

Cameron arrived with his bodyguard in tow and found her wrapped in a robe sitting at the base of the building. His heart skipped a beat. “Lillian, are you okay?”

Her eyes brimmed with tears, and her palms were stained with blood. “That bitch Brielle has seduced Max a long time ago. Max would rather have her than me,” she whimpered.

While Cameron felt a pang of sympathy, his heart also raced with concern. “Did Max get angry?”

Lillian pursed her lips, then suddenly reached out and grabbed Cameron’s hand. “Was Mr. Connor at the party too?”

She thought she might have seen him tonight, but she wasn’t sure if it really was Mr. Connor. Cameron nodded, feeling a bit uneasy at this moment. If Max were to investigate this matter. could the Haywood family’s business stay afloat?

“Give Mr. Connor a hint. Just say that Brielle is coming to see him and let him prepare. Isn’t Mr. Connor about to marry Brielle soon? Let them settle things sooner rather than later.”

gripped his hand tightly. “If Brielle really gets a hold of Max, our Haywood family will be done for. With Max as her support, she won’t spare us. It’s better to ruin

desires her afterward, he won’t want a woman who’s

Connor.”

mulling it over, Cameron finally let out a heavy sigh. “Lillian, don’t be reckless. I’ve told you before, Max isn’t just any guy.

with thoughts of revenge against Brielle. The greatest

temptation? Besides, he’d had his eye on Brielle for a while, or else why would he

of heat throughout his body, staring disbelievingly at this bodyguard from the Haywood family. “Are

to inform you.

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floor.

a kid in a candy store, took the room number, his

wanted his affection sooner, who was he

out, smug with satisfaction, and made his way to the third floor of the adjacent building.

had

one, so the doorment stopped her, albeit politely. “Sorry, no