Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1250

"Your mom's been feeling a bit under the weather lately. The guy who came by this morning was just checking up on her. He said she can't handle too much excitement right now or anything too out of the ordinary. We need to take things slow, but soon enough, we'll be a family again. For now, though, you'll have to bear with us." Isaac looked up, his eyes meeting the man's who spoke of inconvenience yet had an eager gleam in his eyes. A smirk tugged at Isaac's lips.

The kid's all grown up, and now he's off to woo Brielle. Must think he's hit the jackpot.

Yeah, right.

Isaac was fuming.

King didn't catch on to his irritation; otherwise, he'd have been all over him, trying to cheer him up.

"Thinking about joining us for a trip to Beaconsfield, kiddo?"

Isaac turned away, "Nope."

"Alright then, it'll just be your mom and me."

Isaac didn't say a word.

If King said he could do it, he meant it.

Taking a deep breath, Isaac went back to fussing over Noir's ears.

That afternoon, King was set to take Brielle back to Beaconsfield. Seeing him without the young boy by his side made Brielle frown slightly. "Aren't you bringing the kid?"

"He doesn't wanna go."

skeptical. If the kid was indeed his, and still so

went upstairs herself and saw Isaac playing with Noir,

little cricket, right? Your dad and I are heading to Beaconsfield. Wanna come with? It's

closer, attempting

arrange a private jet, so your

"Okay."

smiled, taking his hand, "Let's head

looked at the hand holding his, feeling a

Downstairs, King was surprised.

cricket's willing

King wonder if he'd heard him right. When did his son

was hesitant to bring the child along, Brielle's expression cooled. How

King felt

and besides, the castle has company

"Hmph."

from Isaac, his face mirroring King's so closely that King couldn't help but

Isaac had only met Max once, hadn't he? And yet here he was, mimicking Max's icy demeanor. Under Brielle's stern

time to leave, he

Orla to research that medication and a month hadn't passed yet, Orla hadn't made any breakthroughs. "Auntie, just give me a call if you find something. I'll have someone come

"Alright, alright, alright."

repeated 'alright' three

fond of King and

You

leave, she asked,