Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 630

The rest of the Rowlands were hemmed in by an irate crowd, unable to make their way out.

Marissa caught sight of Tessa and felt her blood boiling. “What a mess!” she spat, her face a mask of displeasure.

Tessa, for her part, felt as if the sky had come crashing down. She clung desperately to Andrew. Her body was on the verge of collapse. She should have passed out, and she cursed her lucidity, all too aware that the Rowlands were teetering on the brink of ruin.

It wasn’t just the loss of hundreds of millions in capital–it was their reputation on the line!

Tears streamed down her face, and she couldn’t fathom how things had come to this.

The radio droned on with reporters‘ live updates and public opinion of the Rowlands sinking to rock bottom. The Rowlands‘ shares had halved in less than two hours, and billions in market value had evaporated.

Tessa was a wreck, clutching Andrew like a lifeline, too afraid to show her pain and vulnerability lest she draw the ire of the other Clements in the car.

hard she tasted blood. Her eyes were bloodshot as if she might faint at any moment. Still, she was

his bed weeping. “Andrew, what do we do? Is this the end for us? Who did

Andrew, too. What would

Clements were willing to donate

wipe her hair, knowing full well that this was the result of the Rowlands‘ own inaction. Zaiden’s mistakes were

be stricken in

not one to rise again. By nightfall, the government

trembled in his arms, never having imagined the Rowlands‘ fall, especially not

was Andrew. She had to hold on to him. This thought spurred her to action. She pulled Andrew’s collar

strength to push him onto

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right? Will you still marry me?”

Andrew could react, Tessa was