Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 535

“You seriously make me sick.”

Brielle’s tone was indifferent, she didn’t bother with a response as she headed towards the

front door.

Spencer was curled up on the ground like a squashed bug, clenching his teeth so hard from the pain he wanted to howl.

When Tiffanie came out, all she saw was Spencer twisted up on the pavement. She jumped back, startled, and couldn’t help asking, “Are you alright?”

“Get lost.” Spencer spat out the words, his fists clenched tight, and his eyes fiercely fixed on the direction Brielle had left. He was determined to get what he wanted.

Tiffanie quickly moved forward and finally caught up with Brielle, not too far from the gate.

“Did you just chase Max off? Let me give you a lift back.”

still, looking at the deserted street, her lips twitching into a wry smile.

something without even knowing what’s going on at Stellar Stage Entertainment. I seriously wonder

that kind of expression on Max’s face, and it tugged at her heartstrings. For a moment, she even felt a bit resentful towards Brielle. If Max had fallen for any

and gave Brielle a run–down

they’re just currency in the hands of the rich. At Dorsey International, you handled mergers and acquisitions, but over there, it’s all about schmoozing and politics. And increasing performance by fifty times in six months? Brielle, I have faith

her grandfather would do? Would he really stop interfering, or would he pull some

in her seat. Her mind was on the festively decorated streets, thinking of the paired couplets and lanterns, and the tacky fairy

was a total mess. Not even

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for over twenty–four hours

her again.

confidence, “If I hadn’t agreed, what do you

and she fell silent. Right, if Brielle

cast flickering shadows on her face through

Michael’s reign, many did, including the Dorsey’s third in line, who’s never returned to Beaconsfield. Who knows what really happened to him? Sure, Max