Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 339

Mason paused mid–stride, a hint of confusion shadowing his features as he turned back. “What’s up? Did we miss something important Just now?”

The two had just settled on the early size of their startup. Mason and his crew of techies hadn’t quite cracked the code on monetizing their venture, but Brielle, with her finance degree, was the one who had a handle on that aspect. She had already outlined the company’s trajectory for the upcoming year, and Mason had been on board with the plan.

Now, he looked perplexed.

Brielle opened her mouth, then slowly shut it again. “It’s nothing. I’ll transfer the funds to the company account soon.”

Mason chuckled, his tone light and teasing. “Alright then, once we go public, I might just make you President.”

Brielle didn’t respond. Instead, she escorted them out. She hesitated multiple times, wanting to speak, but Mason, walking ahead, didn’t see.

Stepping into the elevator, Mason glanced back at Brielle. “Ever since I saw you handle that meeting with the Hartley Group’s CEO, I knew you were meant for big things. It’s been a pleasure working together.”

Brielle’s lips curved into a small smile as she pressed the elevator button for him. “A pleasure indeed.”

As the elevator doors slid shut, Brielle was left staring at the empty hallway. Her hand massaged her temples. A headache was coming on.

Brielle still hadn’t managed to voice the complexity of her relationship with Mason.

Tiffanie, but if her influence was

She stared blankly at the ceiling, rubbing at her temples again. She

heater. As the warmth spread, her chilled

two in the morning, and with a weary effort, she applied ointment to the cuts on her hands before falling asleep

six a.m., her phone rang. It was Patrick. “Ms. Brielle, Mr. Kenzo has woken up. He’s hurt his leg, but it’s nothing serious. The

out a relieved sigh, hearing Kenzo’s voice on the other end. “Patrick,

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confirmed, “Yes, Ms. Brielle

fine, and not to worry. This

Brielle, we’ll be back shortly. Make sure

eyes, Brielle mustered her energy. “Which hospital will you be

suspicious about Mr. Kenzo’s injury. Rumors are flying that it’s because of you. If you show up, it’ll only confirm their suspicions, and

together, knowing

Brielle. I’ll be fine. I heard you’re hurt, too. Take care of

so sorry,

“You have nothing to apologize

had inadvertently put him in harm’s way. Thankfully, he was alright, or she would have lived under a curse

a weight lift from her chest. She even managed to make