Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 245

Standing by his side. Robert seemed to be struck with a bout of amnesia, as if he had completely forgotten how Brielle had cut ties with the Haywood family on her own accord. He approached her slowly, trying to bridge the gap between them, he even pointed to a spot nearby and said. “Bri, there’s an open seat over there. Fancy joining us?”

Brielle’s expression remained unchanged as she politely addressed him, “Mr. Robert.

Robert’s face stiffened for a moment, and he took a deep breath. “I do admit that I neglected. certain matters in the past. Maybe we could have a proper chat about it sometime, if you’re free.”

Brielle just smiled and without giving any regard to their expressions, she walked straight to the most central seat and sat down. Her position at Dorsey International certainly warranted such

a spot.

Connor, who had been blatantly ignored by Brielle from the get–go, felt his pride wounded and turned towards Robert. “Didn’t you say she was supposed to marry me?”

Robert had long lost interest in a nouveau riche like Connor, but given that Connor was indeed wealthy, he had to bear with him. If Brielle couldn’t keep Max on the hook, she would

undoubtedly end up marrying Connor. So he endured and said, “Mr. Connor, what’s the rush? You can’t rush perfection.”

Robert needed to see if Brielle could truly captivate Max. At the moment, it seemed she had the capability to do so. Between Max and Connor, he would naturally choose Max.

since Brielle hadn’t replied to Max’s messages. By the

flustered. “Bri, we’re bound to get married sooner or later, why sre you so distant? The bidding’s over. How about we go grab a bite? I’ve got reservations at the Starlight Restaurant. It’s got a great

and couldn’t help but laugh. “It’s still daylight, Mr. Connor. Are you still

angry, brought up the night of the Hatfield family banquet. “Didn’t you come on to me that night? Do I need to remind you

made by you, Mr. Robert? I recall publicly announcing my break

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many witnesses. It was Lillian who got cozy with you, Mr. Connor, not me. Surely we aren’t going to tell blatant lies and make

get involved, but now, with all eyes on

Connor, why not marry off Lillian instead? She’s your daughter. I’ll just sit here and

leaving Connor

head back to her new place. When she got home, it was quitting time. She lay on the couch until seven o’clock, dreaming about Max, realizing she

reached a crucial moment, her phone rang. Picking it up, she saw it was Max, stirring a mix of dream

the

the door with a mix of disbelief. As she opened it, Max strode in. casually hanging his suit jacket on

stunned. “How did