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.

her phone, thinking of calling Aiden for help, when she heard

"Brielle?"

up to see

since she'd seen the trio together. It seemed Kenzo had just returned, and the other two had taken him out for drinks - a little

introduced him smoothly. "This is Stellar Stage Entertainment's new talent,

in showbiz, he knew of

a bar, and two

get

stoic figure, straight

and they hurried

avoided looking at Andrew, ready to leave with the group, but Andrew grabbed

"Let go."

was laced with

if to speak, but no words came out.

used to

the restrooms and

stay

hurried to catch up, tentatively tugging at her

and her eyes immediately welled up with

of more than

-

her heart

We

at the sight of

felt as though all