Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 323

*I didn’t know, so I didn’t prepare a gift or anything in advance, but here, this is for you.” He handed her a tiny jewelry box, probably containing a necklace or something similar.

Brielle tried to decline quickly. “No need, really, thank you.”

Kenzo chuckled and placed it in her hands anyway. “I was planning to give it to my sister, but got held up and couldn’t go back. Running into you must be fate, so take it.”

To push further would be impolite, so Brielle accepted it with gratitude. “Thank you.”

Hanging out with Kenzo wasn’t awkward, but Brielle was still curious. What was Kenzo doing here? It seemed too much of a coincidence.

Perhaps her confusion was too apparent, as Kenzo offered a light–hearted smile. “A family member has been feeling under the weather, and a buddy mentioned this place is quite miraculous. Since I happened to be out of town, it was convenient to come by.”

That explained it.

“You’re so thoughtful. I’m sure your family will bounce back in no time.”

As they chatted, they continued walking inside, just as a priest came out to invite them for a meal.

Brielle had just taken a seat at the table when Kenzo’s phone rang. Without stepping away, he answered the call. “Alivia?”

hand paused mid–motion, and then she quickly pretended to be engrossed in her food.

is it? I can’t make it back now; I’ll

guilt she felt but rather a desire not to draw further attention from Alivia. Noah’s reaction the other day had made it clear he was

Brielle let out a sigh of relief and quietly continued with her meal, but she couldn’t help but notice that the

the Dorsey family and that they were likely dining

I get back. It all depends on how you and

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be will always find a way.”

made Brielle feel envious of Alivia for having such a

as Tiffanie

“If you fancy a burger or steak, there’s a place on the next hill over. The blossoms there last longer than anywhere else. Maybe we’ll see a whole hillside of wildflowers. I plan to snap a few shots. Care

A photography trip?

inspiration. Brielle’s eyes lit up with envy. and all traces of her earlier despondency were gone. “Is it really that

a tourist spot, untouched by developers. The hotel there is owned by a friend. It’s exclusive and

to

and her eyes sparkled with

then shifted away. “Finish

a few more bites, and declared she