Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 870

Chapter 870

Max rubbed his temples, his tone casual. "I was just talking off the cuff."

But Andrew knew better. Max never spoke without intent.

Among the four of them, Jaired was the military lifer, rarely seen but held in high regard by the Riddle family. Despite his youth, he'd carved out a reputation that promised a meteoric rise in their social circles, barring any unexpected setbacks.

Kenzo was the serene artist, often smiling quietly, his talent in the arts nothing short of extraordinary. He'd disappear from Beaconsfield for inspiration without a word of where he went.

Then there was Max and him.

Max had been a Wall Street prodigy, his financial empire shrouded in mystery. Despite handling Dorsey International from a distance, the company's stock kept climbing.

If anyone's whereabouts were an open book, it was Andrew's. Unlike Max, he didn't keep a low profile. He personally handled every Clements Corporation deal and had even tangled with Dustin overseas. As Max had pointed out, Andrew's movements were the most straightforward.

But what about Jaired and Kenzo?

Especially Kenzo, who had recently announced his retirement and severed all ties, as if he intended to leave everything in Beaconsfield behind and vanish.

It left Andrew feeling like he was the only one taking their brotherhood seriously while the others were just playing along.

Why?

He couldn't understand it.

tell me. It's tough, Kenzo just up

voice was rough, worn down by sleepless nights

of water in front of him. "Drink up,

Palace, Andrew headed

a house. He'd asked around

birthday was approaching, and

in Clements Corporation.

reason alone, Aubree

Clements family home, giving

bonding with Keiran, her Twitter following had skyrocketed. With the film's release imminent, she needed to solidify her standing fast. Andrew waited outside Stellar Stage Entertainment for two days straight without seeing

Until Marissa's birthday, he'd wait at Aubree's newly purchased

jacket onto his forearm after handling the last of his obligations at Clements Corporation and headed to Aubree's

her coach and

neighborhood was prestigious, the security

the sight of a shadowy figure at her doorstep

of extra drinks that evening, reeking of

toll, and he'd dozed off