Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1428

As Brielle descended the stairs, she spotted Max, cuddling their little pup, Isaac, as they headed towards the garden. She quickened her pace to join them. "Max, I've almost got all the invitations sent out," she called out.

Their wedding was just around the corner, and the Premier Palace was a hive of activity. Ribbons, balloons, and flowers were being hauled in by the truckload. Brielle had offered to lend a hand, but Max had gently insisted she take a breather, leaving the bustling crew of over a hundred to handle the wedding arrangements. Despite Brielle's wish for a low-key gathering with friends, Max's extensive network meant the guest list was anything but small, prompting a flurry of preparation. With Isaac snug in his arms, Max stepped outside. The little pup, eyes gleaming with excitement, wriggled to get involved.

Max clearly knew what the little one loved, much like the twinkling fairy lights that adorned the inside of Premier Palace.

Once Isaac was on the ground, he scampered over to where Noir was busy with the flowers, eager to join in on the action. The sight tugged at Max's heartstrings.

A car smoothly pulled up to the mansion, and out stepped Dustin, raising an eyebrow at the bustling scene.

"Looks like everything's falling into place," he quipped.

Max gave a nod in acknowledgment, bypassing the brotherly banter someone like King might expect.

their school days, couldn't resist a bit of ribbing. "Hey, weren't you all

clap Max on the shoulder, Max simply glanced at him and

Dustin sighed, slightly

underway for about a week, enveloping the whole

had spread, and fans of Brielle and Max, still enamored with their live-streamed proposal, wished they

days, though a repeat seemed unlikely-those moments were all part of King's

Brielle, it had been

the wedding, Brielle's dress arrived, courier delivered to her doorstep. She was taken aback, not recalling a shopping trip, but the dress left

designer?" she asked, eyes

reaction, replied, "Ms. Brielle, Mr. Dorsey designed it himself, a

back to their days of

realized Max