Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 426

She had to admit that Brielle had some chops, but everything she had now must’ve been thanks to Spencer, right?

The fastest way to make money in this world, it seemed, was to sell your body.

Brielle didn’t notice the edge in Sydney’s tone, simply assuming she felt under the weather. After saying a quick word to the security guard at the entrance–who was quite familiar with her–Sydney was let in without issue.

Reaching her front door, Brielle fished out her keys and unlocked it.

Sydney’s face subtly changed upon seeing the exquisite interior. The house itself was already worth a pretty penny, yet the decor seemed even more expensive, as if every breath was laced with the scent of money.

Even though she worked at Dorsey International, Sydney had always played by the rules. Apart from a likable personality, there was nothing extraordinary about her. Most of her colleagues were graduates from reputable universities, but those who actually belonged to the affluent circles were few and far between. Having a place of your own in Beaconsfield was considered

quite the achievement.

And here was Brielle, living alone in such a beautiful home. How many years would she and her boyfriend have to work without indulging in any pleasures to afford a place like this?

glance at the shoe rack, where a few pairs of men’s shoes were stored. Those were for Max since he occasionally stopped by.

asked, “Ms. Haywood, do you live in this big place all by

wasn’t one to spread details about her private life.

“Yeah.”

living alone. The men’s shoes in the

fuck buddy, perhaps?

that thought, the disdain in Sydney’s gaze deepened. She had pegged Brielle for a straight–laced type, not expecting her private life to be

those two true trust–fund kids, right? If that

to the coffee table on the sofa and start reviewing documents

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over whether

Brielle gestured towards the

made her way there, her peripheral vision not missing a chance to take in the house’s decor. The more she saw, the

with any designers, her past daydreams of buying a house with her boyfriend had led her