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.”

patted Martha’s back. “Please, don’t talk like that. I promise, I’ll

relaxed a little, her lips pursing in satisfaction. “That’s more like

before–Brielle was no match for her, not even worth her personal intervention. A woman of lowly

Alivial was aas radiant as the moon, Brielle as lowly as

got into his car, intending to drive to Pearl Estate, but on a whim, he turned

notoriously long. He handed

opened the door for him, his expression hesitant. Max felt an inexplicable unease, as if the mansion were hollow. That feeling

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a children’s cartoon, the flickering

her, Brielle watching a financial seminar wouldn’t have surprised him, but a children’s cartoon?

you into this kind of show all of a

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

in the mood tonight, turning her head away from

of stillness, she regained her composure. “1 just… I saw this little kid at the office today. He was