Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 493

The buzz of last night’s festivities had faded, and now the stark light of reality was shining through the blinds. Brielle was pulled from her reverie by the jingle of a phone. It was Max’s phone.

Michael had seemed tight–lipped last night, deftly steering the conversation away from the elephant in the room, but Brielle knew that his silence didn’t mean approval of their relationship.

What Michael would do next was anyone’s guess.

The phone lit up, and Max pressed the answer button, calling out, “What’s up, Kenzo?”

Surprisingly, it wasn’t Michael on the other end of the line, but Kenzo.

Brielle couldn’t help but marvel at how the old fox was still full of tricks. Michael was playing the long game. After the mess of last night, it was unsettling how Michael had yet to call and confront them. The calmer the sea, the more Brielle feared the storm lurking beneath.

Kenzo’s call was obviously about the previous night’s drama. He had used drunkenness as an excuse to keep the situation from boiling over, but everyone who was there knew that Alivia wasn’t drunk, and Max had flat–out rejected her.

no hint of blame, remaining as soothing as ever. “Max, are you still

“Yeah.”

this soon. He’s always hoped for a union between our families. I’ll try to

handle things with

needed. Kenzo understood Max’s choice. A deep shadow passed through his eyes, followed

up, Kenzo surveyed the chaos

her hair in sight. The room was a battleground of shattered objects, with traces of blood amidst the wreckage. Shards of mirror were scattered

something to eat,” Kenzo coaxed as he nudged

out of control, wishing she could destroy everything. Every memory of last night’s events made her heart

to become the butt of the joke herself.

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fluttered fiercely, her voice hoarse. “Kenzo, I’m not

to stick with her. Do you think he’ll care about you if you keep degrading yourself