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

heard Marissa’s calm reply. Just a video from your wedding. I was toying with the idea of sending copies to other members of the Clements family,

the door. But before she left, she dropped a bombshell. “By the way, I’ve transferred my five percent shareholding

growing. But he was married now. What

by how many men. Just the

her arms around his

the honeymoon suite was hand–embroidered, stitch

wedding night, they were expected to have sex.

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

at the hotel and how that fire

was untouched, not tainted like Aubree,

they were about to leave the church when his phone buzzed. 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

told him that

“It’s with me.”

Can you