Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 510

“Relax, by the time we combine our shares, we’ll have well over sixty percent of the control in our hands. But there’s something else I gotta mention – you remember Book, right? He’s been stirring the pot while we’ve been gearing up to go public. There might be some market clashes down the road.”

“Let’s cross that bridge when we come to it,” Brielle said, her voice cool as ice. The IPO was just the beginning of their climb to the top; there was a long road ahead.

After ending the call, she stared out the window, lost in thought, sparks of ambition flickering in her eyes. She couldn’t help but check on Max. At the moment, Max had his Bluetooth earpiece in, busy in a conference call with the executives.

Despite the injuries he carried, he was like an unceasing engine. His position was a testament to his extraordinary talent and hard work. She needed to be stronger to stand by his side.

The hotel was ablaze with lights, and a barbecue grill had been set up outside, adding a festive air to the evening.

Tessa was out of her element in such a gathering, stuck to Andrew like ivy to an oak. Her eyes darted around, always wary whenever they landed on any woman who rivaled her own beauty.

She scanned the crowd and didn’t spot Brielle, which brought a cold smirk to her lips. Would Brielle dare show up tonight?

Just as she had that thought, a car pulled up in front of her. The door opened, and out stepped Max. He walked around to the passenger side and opened the door for Brielle.

moment Brielle showed her face, all eyes were drawn

secret, but this was the first time he’d brought a date to such

face darken, and she clutched Andrew’s

Brielle. Somehow, the thought that someone as lowly as Brielle could rise to the top, made her

passed through his eyes before

than he expected. “Of course,” he thought, “why

pool, an ice rink, and the open barbecue pits, leading up to the Starcatcher Tower. The Starcatcher Tower

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just a casual get–together, yet it had the air of a grand banquet. Unlike a formal event, the guests were dressed down, making those few in fancy attire seem out

gazes upon her. She caught the looks of curiosity and disdain.

four banks, the retail. princess, and the smartphone empire’s young heir, intermingled with the current hotshots of the celebrity scene, likely accompanying the young elites. The caliber of this gathering was on par

whispered an explanation. “The Riddle family is pretty old–school, with a lineage steeped in military honor. Business

Jaired and the Riddle family; anyone in Max’s