Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 415

Martha couldn’t help but chuckle, shooting Alivia a look of exasperated amusement. “You, my dear, haven’t even walked down the aisle yet, and here you are, putting his needs first.”

“Mother, enjoy your dinner,” Max paid no mind to their conversation, his gaze steady and undisturbed.

As soon as he left, Alivia looked forlornly at her plate, her appetite completely gone.

Martha sighed with a mother’s concern when she saw her daughter–in–law–to–be like that. “Last time you mentioned Max was seeing someone, who is she? Is it just a fling, or is he serious?”

Alivia slowly looked up, realizing her slip in composure, and forced a smile. “Aunt Martha, really, these matters are for Max to decide. Besides, I promised to keep his secrets. You’ve been. unwell; don’t stress yourself over this.”

The more understanding Alivia was, the more Martha’s heart ached for her. Martha snorted dismissively. She was determined to find out who this sly girl was!

Alivia tactfully added, “I’ve heard she’s an employee at Dorsey International. She must be quite competent, I suppose.”

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“An employee of Dorsey International? Competent, my foot! She’s using her position to seduce her boss–everyone knows her game. Max won’t be fooled by that kind of woman. It’s just a whim at best. I won’t let someone like her step foot into the Dorsey family. Alivia, rest assured, you won’t suffer any injustice. If Max marries someone else, I’d rather be six feet under.”

was taken aback and quickly patted Martha’s back. “Please, don’t talk like that. I promise, I’ll work hard to win Max back. I

in satisfaction. “That’s more like

no match for her, not even worth her personal intervention. A woman of lowly birth had no right to set

the moon, Brielle as lowly

Estate, but on a whim,

continued to fall outside, as Beaconsfield’s winters were notoriously long.

expression hesitant. Max felt an inexplicable unease, as if the mansion were hollow. That feeling

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children’s cartoon, the flickering

hung it on the rack, and approached her, Brielle watching a financial seminar wouldn’t have surprised him, but a children’s cartoon? The contrast amused him, and he couldn’t resist scooping her into his

this kind of show all of

sight of her. He leaned in to kiss the skin of her neck. His hands slowly moved down as the others in the

wasn’t in the mood tonight, turning her head away

her eves, and asked softly, “What’s wrong?” Her lips pressed together, and after a moment of stillness, she regained her composure. “1 just… I saw this little kid at the office