Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 359

When Brielle stirred awake, she found herself already in Pearl Estate. Her body was feeling as though she had been through a prize fight and come out the loser.

The room was empty. Max must have gone to the office to catch up on work he’d missed.

A warm, fuzzy sensation fluttered in Brielle’s chest at the thought of him. Just then, her phone’s ringtone sliced through the quiet, and her brow furrowed when she saw the name flashing on the screen.

Spencer.

She hit the answer button, her voice coming out more gravelly than she’d expected. “What’s up?”

“Brielle, why weren’t you home this morning? I’ve been calling you for ages, and you’re only now picking up.”

Brielle nearly laughed. “Spencer, since when are we even friends? I don’t think I owe you any updates on my whereabouts.”

“Brielle, have you been seeing those… those guys again?*

Christmas Eve last night, and she hadn’t answered his calls. Now, on Christmas Day, he’d swung by Pearl Estate, and she wasn’t

could she

spending time with some other man was like

Max’s face; her heart sweetened at the thought. If this were the old days, she might have played along with Spencer’s insinuations. But not today. Instead, she stated firmly,

“You were engaged to me! Who else in the high society of Beaconsfield would take on ‘used goods?‘ Unless it’s some nobody from outside our circles. Brielle, are you really content with settling for that? Constant worries over trivial things, when you could have

like his eyes were aflame, his fists clenched and unclenched. He consoled himself with the thought that their broken engagement had been the talk of the

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curled his lips as he dialed Noah to check on his

and remembering his task,

HR reject my job application?”

followed Brielle’s lead and voted against it. You know your situation is… delicate, and Brielle probably doesn’t want to see you. However, I have another

ignited a spark of interest in Spencer. It was a perfect opportunity to

“Sure, I’ll come.”

work close to him, bypassing the usual channels; a nod from him was enough.