Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

"Everyone's still around, dying to catch a glimpse of Brielle. Why haven't you brought her here yet? I've already promised them that they can all find jobs with a salary over ten grand a month. Honey, we really hit the jackpot this time."

The sound of his wife's nagging voice made Kingston feel irritable.

Why hadn't those relatives left yet? They had been waiting all morning.

He regretted speaking too soon and even inviting so many people over to his place, guaranteeing them he'd bring Brielle back.

Now it felt like a slap in the face.

"Is everyone watching the show?"

"What show? Honey, are you on TV? Oh my gosh, did the network approach you because you're Brielle's dad?"

Learning that they hadn't watched the show yet, Kingston finally felt a bit less embarrassed.

"I'll explain everything when I get back. For now, just find an excuse to send the relatives packing. They weren't this eager to help when we were down and out. Now that they've heard my daughter is a CEO, they're all too willing to grace us with their presence. As for the jobs, let's wait and see who's the most sincere, and we'll make a deal with them."

The woman thought it over and agreed. Why should they hand out favors to these people?

I'll talk to

the phone, feeling utterly restless. He had to find a way to make Brielle acknowledge him, or he'd be looked down upon

the steering wheel as various plans flickered through his mind, only to

a simple decision. Their house had two bedrooms - one for him and his wife, and the other for his son. There was no room for a daughter,

then, there was no custom of wedding gifts. Otherwise, he would've never given up his daughter. Raising her

with a determined look in his

Stellar Stage Entertainment building, thinking back on Kingston's words

struggled to believe that such a man could be

coldness swept across her eyes, but this was Mark's investigation. It was unlikely to be a

test aside and rubbed her

a moment's thought, she called to confirm the results, which indeed

Kingston had been a decent, uncalculating middle-aged man, who had genuine difficulties when he abandoned her, Brielle wouldn't be

their old

comfortably.

who preferred a son over a daughter and abandoned her for that reason, was now foolishly hoping to get money

paternity test documents into a drawer and headed downstairs to drive back

car she was driving was