Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

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Chapter 264

Max fiddled with his phone, a ripple of emotion flickering in his eyes. With a few swipes, he found Brielle’s number and called her.

Brielle, leaning on her cane, had just reached the bottom of the stairs when her phone rang. Though she had switched phones, her number remained unchanged, and she pressed the answer button.

“Where are you?” Max’s voice was deep, a hint of gravity behind it. Brielle paused, almost instinctively lying. “Just resting at home.”

He sat on the couch, his eyelashes drooping slightly, a tight sensation crossing his heart. “Which home?”

“Pearl Estate. I’ve been here resting since I got back from Premier Palace.”

“You haven’t gone out?”

Brielle couldn’t grasp why he was prying so much, so she simply went along. “Yeah.”

With her cane, she entered the elevator and stopped at her apartment door. Taking out her keys, she unlocked the door.

A man sat on the spacious couch, the breeze from the window causing the curtains to flutter. accentuating his aloof demeanor. The coolness from his presence seemed to permeate the entire space.

Brielle’s steps faltered, and she instinctively took a few steps back. Once she saw who it was. warmth surged through her.

Max. How did he have the keys to this place?

lips and silently

in his hand, spinning it lightly

and stopped on the other side of

his fingertips still

heart pounded, sensing her lie had been exposed. She quickly attempted to cover it up. “I just went out to grab some groceries,

were clearly empty.

long were

“Half an hour.”

a soft chuckle. Just minutes ago, he lied to his father for her,

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air in the room was thinning,

breathe.

think carefully before

was the point

heart. racing. She had a feeling that if she lied to

she mention

manager that Max would handle Spencer’s disappearance. If he found out Spencer’s location, he would surely bring Spencer back. At that point, what leverage would she have to negotiate with Ryan? Without her bargaining chip, Mark’s life would be in danger.

couldn’t afford to

a thousand times in her mind now. felt utterly powerless. She

was as vast as a chasm.

the fleeting. dreams of affluence in Beaconsfield. Yet that was far from enough to sit at

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