Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 712

After entering the room, Tessa shut the door firmly behind her “You wanted to see me

Marissa lifted her hand in imitation, brushing away a few stmy strands of hair from her forehead. “The wedding’s done and dusted, and you know the Clements family won’t take kindly to divorce gossip, so you need to wipe that video clean off the face of the earth Don’t say I didn’t warn you, Tessa Aubree’s been a Clements since she was knee high to a grasshopper, and not a soul in the family wants to catch even a whiff of that video. Keeping it around is like sitting on a ticking time bomb. If it ever sees the light of day not only will Aubree get dragged through the mud, but you’ll face a backlash ten times worse. You’ve got what you wanted, and now there’s no need to keep a landmine under your bed. Just settle down and live a good life with Andrew. He won’t shortchange you.”

Her tone was dismissive, clearly unimpressed with Tessa

Tessa’s face was all smiles. Her cheeks flushed with joy despite her frailty. Even her carefully applied makeup couldn’t hide her glee.

She pulled out her phone and, right in front of Marissa, deleted the video without a trace. The video was only on a hidden file on my phone. Now that I’ve deleted it, it’s gone for good. You can rest easy. No one’s going to see that video again.”

Just as she finished speaking, Andrew’s voice came from outside the door. What video?”

Andrew walked in, his expression darkening

a video from your wedding. I was toying with the idea of sending copies to other members of the Clements family, but

transferred my five percent shareholding to Aubree. It’s worth a few

irritation growing. But he was married now. What could he

many men. Just the thought made Andrew’s skin crawl with disgust

Tessa wrapped her arms around his waist,

was hand–embroidered,

it was their wedding night, they were expected to

with shyness. “Andrew, I’m ready for you to make love

own hands at the hotel and how that fire had been smoldering within him ever since. He looked down at Tessa, her eyes full of ripples, bashful yet

tainted like Aubree, perfect to quench his burning

It was Aubree, asking about her phone, which he had taken. Andrew paused, not expecting Aubree to call. Everything felt off–kilter. Where had she been today, and why hadn’t she attended the

him that if he asked now, Aubree would likely hang up.

“It’s with me.”

need it now. Can you bring it