Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 409

Tiffanie had her reasons for being so wary of Alivia, especially since she’d seen firsthand how Alivia tormented any woman who showed interest in Max.

Alivia was born with a silver spoon in her mouth, and her path as the darling of high society was set from the moment she drew her first breath. She was nothing like Tessa. The Rowland family hadn’t given Tessa much attention until recently, so she cherished her newfound influence all the more.

As for Alivia, she believed the world revolved around her, and Max was tailor–made to fit into her orbit. Still, her brand of arrogance was unlike most; at least to elders and peers, she lived up to the label “exceptional.”

Had Tiffanie not witnessed Alivia, in a fit of spite, crush the hand of a young, promising pianist with her stiletto heel, she might have been fooled into thinking Alivia was mild–mannered.

The pianist was touted as the next big thing, a veritable prodigy, but after that incident, her career was over, and she disappeared from the public eye. Everyone whispered about an accident, but Tiffanie knew it was sabotage.

Alivia was cold–hearted and a master of disguise, and Brielle was no match for her.

Despite Tiffanie’s warnings, it was too late. Alivia had already removed her rosary, a clear sign. she knew about the missing one from Max’s wrist. It was evident she’d come back to square things up with Brielle.

“Tiffanie, thank you,” Brielle said, her voice tinged with gratitude.

The corners of Tiffanie’s mouth turned up in a small smile. “Don’t mention it. Just remember,

I’ve always got your back.”

couldn’t help but probe.

There was

laugh. “You don’t seriously think

frowned, puzzled by her response. Weren’t they together?

to one guy for life? Please, I’ll probably move on once the thrill fades.

jest, Brielle couldn’t tell Tiffanie was never one to hide her affections; her crushes

Brielle’s confusion and sighed. “I tried, you know. But I

something more… universal. Not the ‘you’re the

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with a bit more passion for one person. But love, unlike friendship or family affection,

of them. The capacity

equate to faithfulness. In fact, it

befitting a couple–dining out, watching movies–yet emotionally hollow from Tiffanie’s perspective. Her

a yearning for intimacy, but her verbal

1. it.

she found a balance

love; it was an imitation of it–a superficial intimacy crafted by