Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 835

"Alright, I'll take her home," he said reluctantly.

Aubree rolled her eyes. "Her? I have a name, you know. It's Aubree."

After making her point, she glanced at her phone and noticed her follower count had just hit five million. With a raised eyebrow and a hint of pride, she cleared her throat.

"King Keiran, I'm Aubree. Let me buy you another drink. Please, accept it with a smile."

Keiran didn't refuse this time. He downed two glasses in quick succession, and with a grunt, he collapsed onto the bar, out cold.

It happened so fast, everyone was caught off guard.

Brielle frowned, concern etched on her face. She nudged the lifeless Keiran. "Keiran?"

No response.

"Keiran?"

Still nothing.

The bartender, bless his heart, spoke up. "The guy's plastered. Better get him home."

Two drinks and he's out?

Brielle had never seen anyone get drunk so quickly. She rubbed her temples, feeling a touch exasperated. With the evening's goal achieved, there was no reason to stick around. She tried hoisting Keiran up. But he was completely limp, like overcooked spaghetti, and his arm flopped helplessly over her shoulder.

Both Brielle and Aubree, being women, found it nearly impossible to haul Keiran's drunken form home.

pulled out her phone, thinking of calling Aiden for help, when she heard a familiar

"Brielle?"

see

trio together. It seemed Kenzo had just returned, and the other two had taken him out for drinks - a little welcome-back celebration after what he had been through. "Kenzo," Brielle greeted

Stellar Stage Entertainment's new

in showbiz, he knew of Keiran. "Talented actor, huh?

bar,

get him

straight as an

sleeve, and they hurried to

to leave with the group, but Andrew

"Let go."

was laced with

as if to speak, but no words came

to

and had plenty of encounters with Andrew in the restrooms and

you can't stay

up, tentatively tugging

her eyes immediately welled up

love of more than

-

disdain, her

We

at the sight of

though all the love and hate