Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1352

Brielle stood just outside the kitchen, hesitant to let Dustin handle everything by himself.

"Hey, which veggies do you need washed? I can help out," she offered.

Dustin's voice was gentle, filled with a warmth that seemed to radiate from him at the thought of cooking his first meal for his sister. It was as if every cell in his body was soaking up the joy. "No need, I've already asked the butler to get everything we need. Why don't you go hang out with little Zak? I'll have everything ready in no time."

Brielle, touched by his gesture, leaned against the doorframe.

"Bro, you're the best."

As Dustin rolled up his sleeves, revealing his pale wrists, the corners of his mouth lifted at her words.

"Of course. Once you've got all your memories back, we should take that diamond-studded plane that's been sitting at the North American airport for ages. I really want to see you flying it."

"I'll definitely take a ride!" Brielle promised.

Dustin chuckled, realizing he knew this version of Brielle but not the one from before she was twenty. Seeing her so lively was a pleasant surprise.

Brielle then settled back on the couch, occasionally glancing towards the kitchen. She had some vague memories of conversations suggesting that Dustin was a good cook, but she couldn't recall ever tasting his food. She wondered what he would come up with. Meanwhile, King sat beside her, holding her gently but with a hint of worry in his tone.

secretly prepared some antacids, just in case the food is tough to swallow. Don't let it show,

to impress. What if Brielle ended up feeling sick, and Dustin decided to

it, the more worried he became, even cautioning

if it tastes awful, you can't show it,

the idea of

this one time. I'll make it up to you

unmoved; he didn't want compensation, he just

felt he had made his point, he squeezed

your brother. We could take the antacids in advance, just

cooking skills,

a quick check in the kitchen, Brielle didn't want to disturb Dustin.

meticulously chop

his good looks, could surely make many

help but ask King, "There must be a lot

men who could cook

that she hadn't recalled Dustin's reputation as North America's most eligible bachelor, replied vaguely,

really handsome,

said, his tone carrying