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

it back now; I’ll probably return tomorrow. Ran into an old friend and decided to stay another

clear he was

bring her up during the call. Brielle let out a sigh of relief and quietly continued with her meal, but she couldn’t help but notice that the rice seemed

Alivia was with the Dorsey family and that they were likely dining together, which was why Max

get back. It all depends on how you

Chapter 323

What’s meant to be will

him talk, made Brielle feel envious of Alivia for having such a brother.

his distinguished family background, impressive education, and good looks–just as Tiffanie

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

A photography trip?

a screenwriter, was always hunting for inspiration. Brielle’s eyes lit up with envy. and all traces of her earlier despondency were gone.

grin. “Well, I find it beautiful. I’ve been there before. It’s not a tourist spot, untouched by developers. The hotel there is owned by a friend. It’s exclusive and doesn’t open to

to

lifted, and her eyes sparkled with anticipation.

then shifted away. “Finish up,

a few more bites, and declared she was full.