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.

to herself; Max was quite emotionally reserved, but seemed even more

tasted bland. She resolved to treat Max better, so well that she might compensate for everything he was missing. She had to be better for him.

silent vow.

their meal, they didn’t bother going up 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

a book in one hand, the other resting gently

of

cover, and knew what he was

as she watched him, his gaze lowered, reading intently. His long lashes cast a deep shadow over

no matter what the future held, she would always remember this moment. That night,

ell asleep

flooded with messages wishing her a Happy New Year. Some were from Mason, others from Aubree

with New Year’s greetings and another

Rowland family was convinced. They were ready to drop a whopping twenty billion on that piece of land. Once the government’s seal was on it, the

many had

lifeblood of a company, and gone bankrupt due to liquidity issues. That twenty billion would hit the Rowland family where

message. The overseas process was much simpler than back home, and in about a week, the land’s fate would

with a single word, [Good.]

but one message took her by surprise. It was from Kenzo,