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.”

looking at the deserted street, her lips twitching into a wry smile. “That would be

on you, but if I were Maxie, I’d be pissed too. You agreed to something without even knowing what’s going on at Stellar Stage Entertainment. I seriously wonder if you even like Maxie. Did you see the look in

it tugged at her heartstrings. For a moment, she even felt a bit resentful towards Brielle. If Max had

the car around and gave Brielle a run–down

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

if she did, who knew what her grandfather would do? Would he really stop

her eyes, leaning back in her seat. Her mind was on the festively decorated streets, thinking of the paired couplets and lanterns, and the

and it was a

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he had disappeared for

her again.

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

and she fell silent. Right, if Brielle hadn’t

cast flickering shadows on her face through

who’s never returned to Beaconsfield. Who knows what really happened to