Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 681

Just a few words seemed enough to let Brielle’s imagination fill in all the remaining details, but Brielle was exceptionally cautious and serious when it came to matters involving Max. She wouldn’t suspect him into the proverbial lion’s den without hard evidence.

She also opted not to contact him over the phone because she understood all too well that when two people were in love and at odds, even the slightest disturbance could set the other off.

Even the pause between breaths, hesitation could easily be misconstrued. Hurt could be easily inflicted through a screen, so it was always better to ask questions face–to–face.

“I’m his girlfriend.”

After Brielle said this, she saw a flash of oddness cross Annie’s eyes. “Max has a girlfriend?”

Brielle couldn’t tell whether Annie was acting or genuinely unaware of her presence in Max’s life. Since she didn’t feel any hostility from Annie, she didn’t rebut every word with relentless counter–arguments. “Yeah.”

Annie looked down, a smile in her eyes, but her words carried a hint of confusion. “How could he have a girlfriend?”

Realizing the inappropriateness of her comment, she quickly looked up. “Sorry, I didn’t mean anything against you. It’s just that my godfather never mentioned Max having a girlfriend.”

face, her tone even. “Well, now

last night…”

continuing, “Did you knit the scarf Max wore?”

intention of lying. She was curious to see

you this afternoon. I didn’t know it was

it’s his to do with as he pleases.” Brielle’s tone remained steady as she reached the

for her. “When Max wakes up, I’ll let

*Thanks.”

into the elevator. Her brow furrowed only when the doors began

hallway near the emergency exit, Annie couldn’t suppress a laugh, tugging at her own face. She was acting more and

check. And even if she did, Annie had a hundred ways to clear her name. She licked her lips with the

her teaching pos youngest female professor. She had no desire to play house with these

and was

never

thrill of acting in front of everyone was exhilarating. She planned to work hard to drive a wedge between

the feathers from a parrot that prided itself or feed a noble Persian cat rotten dead