Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 242

The women around were a cocktail of envy, jealousy, and bitterness. How on earth did Brielle, after being dumped by Spencer, manage to snag Noah? It seemed so unfair.

Everyone expected Brielle to break down in a sappy mess, sobbing while professing she’d need time to think it over, but Brielle was the picture of composure, the coolest head in the room. “Mr. Noah, we’re in the middle of the office,” she said, her voice ice.

Noah had assumed Brielle would leap at his offer, but his pride took a hit when she turned him down, not once but twice.

He wasn’t used to chasing women; they always came after him. A woman of Brielle’s stature should have been over the moon that he took an interest in her, shouldn’t she?

The buzz of the onlookers quieted down as they sensed Brielle’s reluctance. The atmosphere turned awkward in an instant.

Nonchalantly, Brielle stepped past Noah and entered the elevator. To her surprise, Spencer was already inside. Upon seeing Brielle, Spencer instinctively lowered his head. The scene from a few days ago was just too embarrassing. Now the mere thought of it made him feel a flush of heat throughout his body.

Brielle’s gaze swept over Spencer with a mocking glint. Sharing an elevator with Spencer felt more oppressive than dealing with Noah, so she stepped back out.

Spencer rode down alone, looking utterly defeated. He couldn’t help but wonder if he had made a mistake that day? Brielle was

for having a wild side, so what was wrong with

his body. His phone rang, jolting him from his thoughts. It was Robert on the line. “Spencer, Lillian’s been a mess lately. Can you come over and talk to her? She always plays tough, but with everything that’s

a bad state, Spencer’s heartache was replaced by

the elevator and now

take maybe just three days

furrowed her brow, ignoring him. When the elevator arrived, she stepped in and promptly hit the close button. Once the doors shut and the noise faded, she finally felt

as she reached the lobby of Dorsey International, she saw a car window roll down. revealing Ryan’s face. “Brielle, care to talk?” Ryan offered with a grimace.

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composure, “I don’t see what there is to talk about with you.”

a nearby café, his face darkening, “If you’re scared, we can talk next door at the

with office workers from around the area. Unless Ryan was out of his mind, he wouldn’t dare lay a hand on her

sat down, maintaining a steady