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.

be pissed too. You agreed to something without even knowing what’s going on at Stellar Stage

resentful towards Brielle. If Max had fallen for any other woman, his life would’ve been smooth sailing, but loving Brielle turned the whole world into an obstacle course. And Brielle’s attitude didn’t help either. Sometimes, Tiffanie felt Maxie

Brielle a run–down of the

know Ryan’s reputation; he always messed around, using Stellar Stage as his playground. Eighty percent of those artists have been passed around to the bigwigs in Beaconsfield. No matter their gender, 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

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

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

was New Year’s, their first together, and it was a total mess.

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now he had disappeared for over twenty–four hours and walked out on

her again.

spoke with confidence, “If I hadn’t agreed, what do you think I’d be facing

wheel tightened, and she fell silent. Right, if Brielle hadn’t agreed, would her grandfather have really let her walk away?

streetlights cast flickering shadows on

– during his time in charge, no one disappeared from the family, but under Michael’s reign, many did, including the Dorsey’s third in line, who’s never returned to Beaconsfield. Who knows what really