Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 515

Brielle’s violin solo continued to weave through the air, now even more enchanting without the accompaniment of the piano. A sudden shift in the melody brought a more intense, somber aura to the hall.

Alivia and Tessa bit their lips so hard they turned pale as sheets.

Max stood amidst the crowd, his eyes twinkling with amusement as he watched Brielle play. Jaired, standing beside him, narrowed his eyes in thought, but everyone shared one notion: Brielle was utterly captivating. Her complexion and aura were gentle, yet the music she drew from her violin spilled out like quicksilver, sharp and piercing. It cut through the silence like a visitor from death itself.

It was hard to imagine a woman possessed of such intensity.

When the last note faded, Brielle lowered her violin and flashed a coy smile at the socialites who looked on with grim expressions. “Pardon my little performance.”

Tessa remained seated at the piano, lips quivering, unable to utter a single coherent word. She wanted to faint right there and then, but that would only make her the laughingstock of the evening. Her fists clenched, slick with sweat.

Alivia also remained silent, her fingernails digging into her palms, wishing she could slap Brielle’s smug face.

Such a show–off.

the other ladies refrained from any further criticism of Brielle, but neither could they bring themselves to compliment her, resulting in an awkward atmosphere. Then Jaired stepped in with a smile. “There’s a meteor shower at nine o’clock tonight, and we’ve got the best view right here. Why don’t we all step outside and take a look? If we miss it, we’ll have to

a graceful exit for the ladies. Unable to praise Brielle and eager to

rose, their faces a mix of relief

I almost forgot about the meteor shower.”

let’s

by one, they left the

comforting hand on her shoulder. Alivia trembled, her

wine glass on a passing waiter’s tray and, with a brazen hand at the back of

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other men freeze, some even dropding their glasses. Her cheeks flushed with a rosy

men, already stunned by Max’s public display of affection, were left

also kissing a woman. It seemed he was declaring to all, this was his

a fleeting moment was fraught with intimacy, turning the cheeks of the socialites who witnessed