Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 723

“Bri, when are you planning to come with me to visit your home? Your mom and your brother are waiting for you. It’s not like you’re

married or anything”

Kingston was playing a loud game in his head, not once considering whether Brielle would agree to it. A girl who’d been wandering the world for so many years, suddenly sought out by her biological father, would surely be overwhelmed Brielle was silent. She hadn’t said a word yet–probably too choked up to even start

Kingston’s cheeks flushed with emotion, and he sighed deeply. “Don’t worry, we’ll make up for all the years of parental love you’ve missed out on ” With that, he began to weep and glanced at the show host

The host, microphone in hand, knew that the live audience must’ve been in an uproar, as Kingston’s words were bound to stir controversy

But controversy was exactly what they wanted for the show!

Many of the viewers were middle–aged or older, and to this demographic, family was everything. The colder Brielle seemed, the more she would be scomed!

“Ms. Brielle, what are your thoughts on Mr. Kingston’s words here? The show received a request from Mr. Kingston this morning, hoping to reunite with his daughter. According to him, you haven’t given him a cent over the years, nor have you sought out your biological parents. He resorted to this

knows no bounds. Brielle raised an eyebrow. Was that how that phrase was used?

and surveyed everything before her with a slight smile. “I haven’t been in the entertainment business long, and I’ve only recently become the president of Stellar

were anything but courteous. She was mocking the show’s desperate grab for ratings. The host’s face stiffened, looking rather sheepish. “We’re just following a request, staying

focus is on being lost. But I was deliberately abandoned. If I hadn’t met Mark, I’d probably have frozen to death by now. My father‘ didn’t look for me when I was sick or when I was starving, but now that I’m a CEO, he comes sniffing around. Does such a person even deserve to ask me for

Brielle’s tone was detached, devoid of anger or resentment, but laced

gare

the live broadcast were exploding–most were supportive, and a few were not. The heat

lifted her hand and took a gentle sip of her water. “Let’s skip the moral hijacking, shall we? If you have something more to say. speak.” Her presence was overpowering, silencing everyone in the

words.

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it going! The ratings are still

human nature feed all the workers in a show’s production

deep breath, his face still smiling. “Ms. Brielle, Mr. Kingston isn’t trying to guilt–trip you, nor is he demanding a billion dollars. He simply hopes you’ll take his surname. If you refuse to acknowledge him as your father, he wishes for a billion in support.” Caught off guard by