Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1279

It was already 10 p.m.

Tonight, Brielle and King had shared a cozy dinner and then settled down on the couch together. King's insistence on not going to work wasn't just talk.

After dinner, he picked up a book, using her lap as a pillow, and started reading with genuine interest. Meanwhile, Brielle, sitting upright, was diligently typing away on her laptop. The weight of his head on her lap wasn't a bother; she actually cherished their closeness. The documents she was reviewing were all about Stellar Stage Entertainment. She'd spent the entire afternoon going through them, and it was clear that the company was running smoothly. Their plans for the upcoming year were so well laid out that there seemed little for her to do.

Why, then, did Stellar Stage Entertainment bring her on as CEO? Was it just for show?

Brielle couldn't help but be puzzled. If Stellar Stage Entertainment hadn't been such a legit operation, she might have thought she'd walked into some sort of scam. But the company was above board, so she figured she'd just hit a stroke of incredible luck this year. Feeling restless, King shifted his head on her lap and put down his book to gaze at her. Brielle's expression intentionally cooled, her lips pursing slightly.

"What are you staring at?" she asked.

"This feeling of being taken care of, not having to

burst into laughter but managed to turn her head away, her eyes twinkling

was a scenario he had never dared to dream of. Being with Brielle at this moment, not disliked by her, sometimes felt like

to work, would you think less of me for not having a career?

answered in her heart, knowing his worth was all that mattered to her. She didn't care much for societal definitions of success; she just hoped to be the only

Brielle felt a sense of pleasure, making her typing faster King always felt she was happy, but he couldn't be sure, given his past

being

didn't matter much to her. "I went

staring at the box. Was this Brielle, willing to give him a gift? He hesitated to accept it. Brielle's brow furrowed, her expression cooling. "What, you don't

mentioned

smelled another woman's perfume on him and impulsively threw a glass of milk at him. She thought he might be seeing someone else, considering he never

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