Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 308

However, as luck would have it, when you’re down on your luck, even sipping water can choke you. She had only taken a few steps when her cane got stuck in a pothole that had appeared on the sidewalk. She yanked on it, but her strength was insufficient, and the tip of the cane was firmly lodged.

This little mishap was the straw that broke the camel’s back. Her eyes instantly welled up, her heart felt suffocated, and she hastily pulled out her cell phone, intending to call Aubree. She needed someone to pick her up and save her from further embarrassment.

Before she could dial, footsteps sounded from behind her. She stiffened. Was it Noah or…

Then Patrick’s voice chimed in, “Ms. Brielle, let me drive you home.”

Brielle felt a faint sense of expectation rise within her, which she found rather silly. “No, I’ll call Aubree,” she replied.

But before she could finish, Noah stepped up to her. “Brielle, don’t be polite to me. You look a bit pale. Just get in my car,” he insisted.

Turning to Patrick, Noah continued, “Patrick, it’s no trouble at all. I’ll take Brielle home. And by the way, she’s likely to be my future girlfriend.”

Women loved it when a man publicly claimed them. It fed their modest vanity. Brielle was just an ordinary woman and surely couldn’t resist his persistent advances.

lips twitched slightly. “Mr. Noah, have you lost your mind?” After holding back time and again, why couldn’t

be me.” Her tone was indifferent; she was too weary to engage further with Noah. Instead, she tried to pull the cane free again.

help. To any onlooker, she simply seemed to have stopped in her tracks; no

a hand reached out from beside her

scent of natural cedarwood emanated from him, fresh and

realization brought tears to her

side, let

annoyance as if he had been bested. He hadn’t noticed Brielle’s cane was stuck. He had lost Alivia, and now was he about to

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to usher her into his car, but before his hand got halfway. Max spoke up. “The executive meeting starts in ten minutes. What

the executive meeting, which was why he had left

to reality.

alright. We’ll head up then.”

Dorsey, sorry you had to go through

his gaze was fixed on Noah, as if to

turned to Brielle. “Brielle, Patrick will take you home. Once your leg’s better, I’ll