Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 952

Antonio's interview wasn't just trending online; it had hit the news big time. Suddenly, the whole country was buzzing about the Dorsey family's dirty laundry.

Brielle saw the news on TV. Thanks to Antonio's bombshell, her trending updates were overshadowed, with Max now being the talk of the town. She flipped through several channels, all covering the same story.

Unable to help herself, she glanced at Max, who was sitting calmly at the other end of the sofa, peeling a grape for her. He seemed completely oblivious to the TV chatter. She had been craving something sweet yet tangy, and Max had been by her side all day, naturally taking on the task of peeling grapes.

Brielle hadn't wanted to get caught up in public opinion, but everyone bad-mouthing Max was starting to get to her. Max was such a good guy, and these people clearly didn't know the first thing about him.

"Open up," Max said, not even sparing a glance at the TV. He meticulously peeled the grape, placed it in a porcelain bowl, and then fed it to her with a spoon. His movements were so graceful, and he wore gloves while peeling the grapes.

In truth, Brielle was curious to see the juice spread across his fingertips, but he was too much of a neat freak for that. She opened her mouth, ate a grape, and then casually draped her leg over his.

left the house in two days, dedicating himself entirely to her. Brielle sensed his indulgence and sometimes wanted to test just how

her leg resting on his, she struck a pose like a lazy cat. Max didn't push her away. Without even a flutter of his eyelashes, he fed her a few grapes, set the bowl on

swallowed, and then tilted

in the news. She admired Max's composure. The Dorsey family was tearing itself apart, and now with

touched her stomach, put further thoughts aside, and drifted off to sleep. As soon as she was asleep, the smile on Max's face faded. He carefully moved her leg off his knee, unfolded a blanket beside him, and gently covered

with a stack of urgent documents from overseas needing Max's signature. Concerned that the rustling

had signed the last document, Patrick spoke up. "The old man tried to reach you and started calling

Dorsey family's dirty

William's death was likely the mastermind-clearly, it was Antonio. Antonio's move was surprising, but considering he was a Dorsey, it wasn't that strange. After all, Michael had

going to do nothing about

"Yeah."

the last document.