Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

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

twirled the phone in his hand, spinning it lightly on his

felt a tingle in her scalp and stopped on the other side of the room, swallowing

respond, his fingertips still casually

up. “I just went out to grab some groceries, got held up at the store.”

were clearly

long were

“Half an hour.”

hesitation and heard Max let out a soft chuckle. Just minutes ago, he lied to his father for

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couldn’t meet his gaze, feeling as it the air in the room was thinning, almost

breathe.

think carefully before

didn’t tell the truth, what was the point of all this?

palms around the handle of her cane, her lips pressed tight, her heart. racing. She had a feeling that if

she mention

Spencer’s disappearance. If he found out Spencer’s location, he would surely bring Spencer back. At that point, what leverage

couldn’t afford to

eyelashes trembled, the excuses she had rehearsed a thousand times in her mind now. felt utterly powerless.

was as vast as a chasm.

was lucky enough to read a few more books, only glimpsed the fleeting. dreams of affluence in Beaconsfield. Yet that was far from enough to sit at an equal level with him. Life was a relay race,