Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

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The moment Alivia heard a woman’s voice, her face contorted in disgust. Her hand at her side clenched so tightly that her nails dug into her palm. There was no doubting it; Brielle picked up the call.

She had thought Brielle had some sort of talent, but as it turned out, she was just a man–stealer, a homewrecker. Such tactics were despicable to Alivia, even contemptible.

She guessed that Max was either working late, with his phone out of reach, or he’d already fallen asleep, allowing Brielle to act so brazenly.

The taste of blood filled Alivia’s mouth. She yeared for Brielle to just vanish.

As low and vile as the method was, Alivia had to admit that the damn woman had succeeded in getting under her skin. “I need to speak with Max. Who is this?” She feigned ignorance of Brielle’s identity, keeping her tone as flat as possible.

Brielle arched an eyebrow, cool as a cucumber. Well then, let’s see how long Alivia could keep this up. A smirk danced at the corners of her lips as she knocked on the bathroom door. “Max, Ms. Alivia here says she needs you.”

steamy bathroom wrapped in a towel. He towered over her, looking down

flushed as she averted her eyes. She

forgotten she was on the phone. Realizing her lapse, she glanced at the

gesturing for him to take the call, Max naturally grabbed the phone and held it to his

gritting her teeth, eyes icy with contempt. She was convinced Brielle was doing this on purpose, trying to make her look foolish, but she was no ordinary woman, and if Brielle thought these petty games could drive her

helping Auntie pick out a caregiver. I’ve gone through four or five candidates, and none are quite right. I wanted to check on the specific side effects of the new

during the day. Why now? And the care facility he’d chosen was well–staffed with

care home’s staff is

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spirits have been low. The professionals are very competent but seem afraid of making mistakes. They lack a

reasoning was watertight.

her status repeatedly, and likely warning them of dire consequences for any slip–ups. Under such pressure, the staff would naturally be walking