Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 389

The moment Dustin swaggered up to the central poker table, a collective gasp washed through the crowd. Brielle faintly heard the murmurs of “Money Burner” bouncing around the room. Seemed like the guy was quite the legend in this joint.

She tried to wiggle free from his grasp, but Dustin nonchalantly pulled up a chair, plopping her down next to him.

Dustin was known for his revolving door of arm candy, so no one paid much mind to Brielle’s identity. Those who relished in the local gossip recognized her in an instant–wasn’t she the latest buzz on the net?

But here, nobody gave a hoot about online chitchat. Once you stepped through these doors, the only thing that earned you respect was cold, hard cash.

Overpowered by Dustin, Brielle resigned herself to the seat.

Another voice cut through the air as a figure approached, taking a seat directly across from Brielle.

Connor was late to the party and clueless about Dustin’s setup, so when he spotted Brielle, a sneer curled his lips. “Well, well, if it isn’t Ms. Brielle. You’ve been quite the sensation online, I hear.”

of marrying Brielle, but after being dressed down

But Catherine had laughed in his face just

the more venomous. “So what’s the plan, bedded and bored by your last sugar daddy, and now trawling for

modest–fifty million at best. He’d been biding his time, waiting for Dustin’s

with Dustin. Sitting at a table with him meant you could easily rake in a few hundred million. There was that one

they were looking to make an enemy of wealth itself. And Dustin was much more than

to retort when Brielle beat him to the punch. “Word

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his scalp tingling with rage. He’d been living high for years, but now, he didn’t who he had offended. Deals crumbled one after

no other options, the casino was his last

outright–business etiquette and all. Brielle didn’t care for such niceties, and Connor was left

scoffed, throwing a glance at Dustin, then offered a ‘friendly‘ warning. “Mr. Lynch,