Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 872

Chapter 872

Keiran had been glued to Chase's side for the last 24 hours, so his face was etched in his memory. He gave a nod of recognition. "Brielle, once I'm done talking to the director, I'm heading back. Chase left the house this morning dressed way too light."

Brielle was taken aback, wondering if Chase had overheard her earlier conversation and had timed his entrance perfectly. Keiran led the way out, with Chase trailing a few steps behind. He turned back to glance at Brielle with a smirk.

"Ms. Brielle, it seems there's been some sort of misunderstanding about me."

Of course, he'd heard her. Her first thought was that they really needed to invest in some soundproof doors.

"I'm sure you're well aware of Chase's reputation in the North American scene," she shot back.

"Are you referring to all the public love confessions I keep getting? Yes, I'm quite troubled by them."

Yeah, right. Brielle thought, watching him smile and head for the door.

meddle too much, or you might end

just watched him leave. Chase clearly had an agenda,

only Dustin were here, she thought. Keiran always listened to him. A few words from Dustin

at Stellar Stage Entertainment till the afternoon, but there was no word from Max. It looked

profiles said, if it

almost incognito, but

Alivia for a while, but she was too proud to

family background, Alivia probably wouldn't

bothered to be polite.

Dumping all his shopping bags on Keiran, Chase leaned on the back of a nearby chair and blew

flinched at the sound

Chase. That notorious playboy from the North American scene. Years ago, he had openly admitted his preference for men, yet

mask upwards, then thought, why be afraid of Chase? What she had done in Beaconsfield was child's play

which had raised the company's profile,

"A new flame?"

raised an eyebrow and whistled