Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 543

“I’m just guessing you would’ve heard about it, that’s all.”

Martha clamped her mouth shut, her hand gripping the mug so tightly it nearly shattered. Of course, she was aware of Michael’s request to Brielle, but she couldn’t bear it.

A flash of defiance crossed her eyes. “Max, does it have to be her?”

The defiance quickly faded, and her tone became indifferent. “No matter what happens in the future, you’ll always be with her, right?”

“Yes.”

The call ended abruptly. Max glanced at his phone before returning to the dinner table. His appetite had somewhat diminished, but he still offered Brielle a piece of crab. “Here, eat up. You must be starving.”

Brielle sensed his mood had darkened. She knew who had called and felt a twinge in her

heart.

No wonder even Tiffanie had been blaming her tonight. Being with Max seemed to isolate him from everyone else. She had nothing to begin with, so there was nothing for her to lose. This relationship had always been a greater sacrifice for him from the start. She didn’t even know what she could offer to make up for all that he had lost.

She told herself that maybe Max didn’t care much for kinship or friendship, but if he truly didn’t care, he wouldn’t have let Andrew punch him; if he didn’t care, he wouldn’t have made. such an effort to send Martha abroad and ensure she was well looked after.

quite emotionally reserved, but seemed even

so well that she might compensate for everything

silent vow.

to the roof to watch the night’s fireworks. She picked up the unfinished scarf and continued knitting. Just as she said she would do when she texted him. She

window, he held a book

of her

knitted a few stitches, glanced at the cover, and knew what he was

as she watched him, his gaze lowered, reading intently. His long lashes cast

she would always remember this moment. That night, they went to bed without making love,

ell asleep

awoke, her phone was flooded with messages wishing her a Happy New Year. Some

sent two messages–one with New Year’s greetings and another about the

that piece of land. Once the government’s seal was on it, the land would be

many had

gone bankrupt due to liquidity issues. That twenty billion would hit the Rowland family where it

was much simpler than back home, and in about a week, the land’s fate would

with a single word, [Good.]

New Year’s wishes, but one message took her by surprise. It was