Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 227

Brielle was utterly baffled, and Mason even more so. She desperately wanted to spill the beans right there, to let each of them know who the other was, but Tiffanie grabbed Mason’s hand with a firm grip, pulled a card from her purse, and slid it over.

“I meant it when I said I liked your look. Why the long face, big guy? Brielle, she’s Maxie’s girl, hands off. Stick with me, and you’ll live the sweet life.

Brielle opened her mouth to speak but ultimately said nothing.

Instead, Mason seemed galvanized by the card, looking at Brielle, “Ms. Brielle, you should head

out.”

Brielle wanted to interject, but Tiffanie’s stare was unyielding, clearly signaling that if Brielle didn’t leave, they were no longer friends. With a heavy heart and frequent backward glances, Brielle made her exit.

Technically speaking, there was no blood relation between the two, but their respective identities were enough to make each other’s skin crawl.

the situation and texted her, but Tiffanie didn’t respond, and Brielle was left wondering what had become of them.

luxury cars parked, turning heads. She took a closer look and was about

she could react, they forcefully grabbed her shoulders. “Ms. Brielle, we’re with the Rowland family’s security. We need an explanation for

to be crushed. She had anticipated the Rowland family might retaliate, but not this swiftly.

right are you detaining me? Do you

family has decreed that should anything befall

bodyguards–not counting the

in the car, Brielle’s wrists were shackled with cold cuffs. She chuckled. “Since

powerful families could do as they pleased, untouchable by the likes of common

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had stayed put,

whether to inform Max. Max’s true feelings for Brielle were a mystery. If he wasn’t serious, she

Andrew texted Max, asking for his

spacious villa, where Kenzo, an artist with a wide social circle, had