Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 675

Ricardo stood behind her, watching as she seemed lost in thought. He couldn’t help but ask, “Ms. Haywood, are you worried about something you saw online?”

Brielle shook her head, her complexion a bit off. “I’ll take you home.”

“It’s okay. You don’t have to. Someone’s coming for me.”

With no choice but to feign composure, Brielle flashed him a weak smile. “Alright, then I’m off.”

Ricardo nodded at her, cradling the bottle of wine in his arms as if it were a precious treasure.

After Brielle left, the car that Annie had been sitting in mysteriously reappeared, pulling up in front of Ricardo. As soon as Ricardo got in, Annie engulfed him in a bear hug. “Ricky, I’ve missed you so much!”

He gently pushed her away, his brow furrowed in annoyance. “Miss Annie, what do you want with that scarf?”

Annie took off the scarf, placed it aside, and let out a sigh. “I’m on a little mission, which is way more fun than offing someone. Ricky, why are you hanging around Brielle?”

Wrapping an arm around his, her eyes sparkled with excitement. “How about we go out and have some fun?”

Ricardo stared at her face, scrutinizing it for a long while. “It’s been ten years, Miss Annie. You and Ms. Haywood could be twins.”

comparison, Annie waved it off. “Forget about her. It’s because of this face that I could strike a deal with Michael. Ricky, your skills are as sharp as ever. There’s

seat, Ricardo frowned impatiently. Annie was just

talking and carefully tugged at his sleeve. Ricardo just held the wine bottle, and ignored her.

sighed and pulled out candy from her purse, popping

still like a kid,

finally spoke. “Why are you with Brielle? Come with me

him, but Ricardo pushed her back. She put the window down, her eyes pleading. “Ricky, if

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wary of Ricardo’s potential reaction. But Ricardo

seat, her eyes

the window closed, Murray consoled her, “Miss, he’s always been like

sad.

her arms, gazing outside with a heavy look. Glancing at the scarf, she grabbed it in a fit of anger and tore it apart before setting it on fire with a lighter. The car filled with flames, but neither

amused. “This is fun.”

fun, but let’s go before we draw Max’s attention. Michael wouldn’t want you to reveal your

pouted. “I hate Brielle. One day, I’ll get rid

deliver