Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 387

Brielle couldn’t help but chuckle at the message she received, but she resisted the urge to reply and turned her attention back to the online world.

The issue had escalated into a high–stakes game between two financial titans, with the police now involved. Brielle realized she no longer needed to worry.

What nagged at her, however, was the video released by Sarah herself. Without complete surveillance footage from the restaurant, it just lingered out there, unresolved.

Even though everyone seemed to have moved past their scrutiny of Brielle, it remained a thorn in her side.

However, dwelling on it was pointless now. She had extricated herself from the mess.

As the evening settled in. Tiffanie rang her doorbell.

Brielle opened the door to find Tiffanie, her arms still a canvas of dense rose tattoos and several dreadlocks woven into her wild mane. Brielle was long accustomed to her friend’s unique style.

Tiffanie had a lollipop jammed in her mouth.

Once they were in the car, Tiffanie’s grip tightened on the steering wheel, her tone light.

“How did you get tangled up in such a mess this time?”

With a wry smile and a shrug. Brielle replied, “Just bad luck, I guess.

Tiffanie glanced over, her attempt at consolation half–hearted. “Hey, chill out. The online mob’s off your back now. You’re out of the woods. Just… worry about other stuff, okay?”

an undercurrent in Tiffanie’s

Tiffanie coughed subtly.

her fancy overseas retreat to a local facility. Guess I’ll have to start

“And that means?”

big fan of Alivia and has been pushing for her to marry into the family. Once she’s back, Alivia will surely follow suit. Word is she’s already sorting the paperwork. You have no idea how high Alivia’s stock has risen. There’s this world–class research institute setting up a branch right

prestige of that position was enough to eclipse any local socialite

the clout to command

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she became, the greater threat she posed to Brielle, especially

on, eventually letting out a sigh.

back, avold a head–on clash with her. Just a heads–up. As long as Uncle Max doesn’t pop the question to you, you’ll never outrank Allvla.”

perhaps realizing the blow to Brielle’s morale, Tiffanie hurried to bolster her

your back. If you were top–tier rich, Alivia would be nothing. You could squash her with a flick

always fair, and Brielle

fell, not in defeat, but acknowledging the looming

the largest estate in the suburbs, and Tiffanie hopped out of the convertible

was a high–roller’s ticket into the exclusive casino, accessible only to those who could front the steep

out the merely affluent, highlighting the true wealth of

nodded at Brielle. “She’s with me.”

just one guest, and as the gates of the estate swung open, a network of cameras blanketed every inch of

hillside,

features were scrutinized, and their personal financial data was displayed–credit