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.

her car, Brielle felt the need to inform Tiffanie about the situation and texted her, but Tiffanie didn’t respond, and Brielle was

She took a closer look

the Rowland family’s security. We need an explanation for the malicious harm you’ve

shoulders were about to be crushed. She had anticipated the Rowland family might retaliate, but not

you detaining me? Do

towards the car, “The Rowland family has decreed that should anything befall

by five fancy rides, each seating four, with a total of twenty bodyguards–not counting the one in the

She

as they pleased, untouchable by the likes of common folk. No one answered

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the front car, Andrew twiddled with his phone. He had stayed put, curious about the Rowland

feelings for Brielle were a mystery. If he wasn’t serious, she

texted Max,

evening, joining Kenzo for a drink at his spacious villa, where Kenzo, an artist with a wide social circle, had stashed away an