Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 600

Brielle was up at the crack of dawn and joined Aubree on their way to Stellar Stage Entertainment.

They had both taken a dip in the river last night, so today, Brielle bundled up in thick layers. Aubree, forever the fashionista, braved the chill in her usual stylish but scant attire.

Worried about her catching a cold, Brielle couldn’t help but say, “I’ve got a spare jacket in my office. I heard it’s going to drop even more come afternoon. Swing by and grab it if you’re cold.” Aubree sneezed, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. “I’m fine.”

Her gaze caught the sight of a familiar car, and she arched an eyebrow. “Doesn’t Mr. Dorsey have work? Up and about at Stellar Stage Entertainment to ambush someone this early?”

Brielle chuckled, knowing Aubree was just teasing her. After exchanging pleasantries, she made her way to the car.

Before she could speak, she was pulled into a cool embrace. Brielle found herself in the arms of someone who bore the telltale signs of a sleepless night, no doubt due to work. She wondered why he was here waiting for her.

“There’s been a hiccup with the overseas acquisition, so I’ll be temporarily living at the office. You should head home more often. I don’t like you being out.”

His tone was detached, and his lips grazed her neck with feather–light kisses.

back, amused. Was he

Premier Palace to rest last night and felt a pang of sympathy. Before she could respond, a cool object was pressed into her hand. She looked down to see a custom–made, silver handgun – lightweight and sleek, a perfect

Jaired tailor this for you. Keep it with

in her eyes.

Just promise me, no matter what, your life

a mix of fondness and concern

flickered through Max’s gaze as his fingers played with

shone brightly, yet the unfinished scarf at home weighed

the lips. “Even if you have to sleep

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chuckled, “After this is over,

agreed, and, conscious of the conspicuous nature of his car, kept their conversation brief.

she kissed him again. “Thank you, Mr. Dorsey, for the early morning visit and the gift.

apple bob and his voice sounded husky, “When I’m done,

get out of