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.

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

was indifferent; she was too weary to engage further with Noah.

for help. To any onlooker, she simply

a hand reached out

of natural cedarwood emanated from him, fresh and clear as ever.

brought tears to her eyes again, but

side, let alone perform such a

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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almost reached for Brielle, intending to usher her into his car, but before his hand got halfway. Max spoke up. “The executive meeting

the executive meeting, which was why he had left

snapped back to reality. The other executives

glad you’re alright. We’ll head

Dorsey, sorry you had to go

Noah, as if

Brielle. “Brielle, Patrick will take you