Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

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Sydney was clueless about Spencer’s plans, but the sight of an extra two million in her account made her lips curl into a smile. Her heart had been thoroughly corroded by wealth, rusted, and stripped of its original color.

Yet, people seldom realized their own downfall.

Clutching the documents, Sydney waited for Spencer in the underground parking lot of Dorsey International. Soon enough, Spencer rolled up in his multimillion–dollar sports car.

Sydney had seen luxe rides before, but this was her first time sitting in one. As the sleek vehicle pulled up in front of her, her heart rate soared, pounding with excitement.

Spencer, however, barely gave her a glance. His voice was chilly as he commanded, “Get in.”

e was all

Sydney chafed at the cold treatment. When Spencer had been desperate for her, he urgent and warm.

right. Back then, he thought Sydney was Brielle. All that tenderness was for Brielle. But it was Sydney who

inner resentment. Everyone has a tendency to compare, especially women, and this comparison can become more intense in certain areas. This wasn’t a slight against women; it was just like saying women cared more about appearances than men–it was stating a

into the car, instantly enveloped by the sensation of being surrounded by riches. It was a comfort, like stepping into paradise for

would she become the heroine of those romance novels? The thought made Sydney’s

no hint of such intentions. Sydney felt a wave of

out, her hand boldly suggesting her desire. But Spencer was resolutely indifferent, preoccupied with how to deal with Brielle’s

Her body flushed with heat. She knew his mind was on

I didn’t mean to, I apologize.”

before you. If you weren’t Brielle’s assistant, I wouldn’t give you a second look,

out? Damn it, it all came back to Brielle. Because of Brielle,

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shame!

a thin smile. “I understand.

was more important, and without a doubt, if this man couldn’t have Brielle, he would