Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 509

Max and Brielle were now an item, out in the open for all to see. Yet, Brielle couldn’t shake the feeling that her happiness, every minute and every second of it, was somehow stolen.

After Brielle hung up the phone from explaining the previous night’s events, she stared blankly at the ball of yarn before her until a slender hand picked it up. Following the hand, her gaze met Max’s.

Max had wrapped up his work and, noticing the embryonic shape of a scarf in her hands, raised an eyebrow. “Getting close to done?”

Brielle chuckled. Knitting a scarf wasn’t exactly a quick affair, and with tomorrow’s dinner party, it would take even longer to finish it. She wanted to wear it before Christmas, but that would mean hustling.

“Not even close.”

Max set the yarn down and sat on the nearby couch. “Will I be able to wear it before Christmas?”

“Are you in a hurry?”

Although she had promised it as a Christmas gift, Max seemed more eager than ever.

Max nodded seriously. He was indeed anxious – after all, he had already bragged about it, and if he didn’t wear it soon, Andrew’s sharp tongue wouldn’t let him live it down.

“I’ll try to finish it within three days.”

So that night, when Max awoke at 2 a.m., he saw Brielle still working by lamplight. He instantly regretted pushing her.

let’s get

Hearing Max suggest sleep. she dropped her knitting, rolled into his arms,

Expecting her to sleep in, he was

watched her silhouette against the greenhouse’s vibrant flowers, finding

had set off and would arrive in about three

looks clean–cut and striking. Dressed in black boots with perfectly tucked pants and a tall frame, his presence was like the onset of

the outside world. The driver in front didn’t dare strike up a conversation. In their circle, Jaired was known

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his

someone outside our

aside. “Well, I’ll see what this Brielle is like

Jaired tagged Max in the group. [Bring

Jaired was prepared for no reply. After sending the message, he tossed his phone aside again.

drive along a winding mountain

the car, cheeks flushed from the cold breeze through the cracked window. Max buttoned her coat up to the top. “Button up, I don’t want you to catch a

back at him. Just as she was about to speak, her phone rang – it was Mason calling. Mason

“Brielle, the company’s going public in the States today.

narrowed at the news. Mason sure moved fast. Their company