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.

was quite emotionally reserved, but seemed even more emotionally impoverished because of her presence.

Max better, so well that she might compensate for

silent vow.

unfinished scarf and continued knitting. Just as she said she would

large floor–to–ceiling window, he held a book in one hand, the other resting

of

knew what he was reading. It’s a book. by Borges.

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

remember this

ell asleep

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

with New Year’s greetings

whopping twenty billion on that piece of land. Once the

many had

a smile. Cash flow was the lifeblood of a company, and gone bankrupt due to liquidity issues. That twenty billion would hit the Rowland family where it hurt, keeping them from scheming

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

a single word, [Good.]

took her by surprise. It was from Kenzo, and it