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?

couldn’t help but glance at the shoe rack, where a few pairs of men’s shoes were

a few surreptitious glances, Sydney feigned nonchalance and asked, “Ms. Haywood,

up on the insinuation and wasn’t one to spread details about her private

“Yeah.”

living alone. The men’s shoes

fuck buddy,

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

have come from those two true trust–fund kids, right? If that was

expression as she watched Brielle walk over to the coffee table on the sofa

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her perception. As Brielle mulled over whether to make changes to one of the forms on the table, Sydney

thought, Brielle gestured towards the bathroom.

peripheral vision not missing a chance to take in

with her boyfriend had led her to peruse many designer