Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1487

In no time at all, Donny sent over the files. The top brass at Stellar Stage Entertainment were all pushing past thirty-five and married, with some even juggling a couple of kids at home. The more Dustin read, the more something felt off. He couldn't help but text Donny. "Hey Donny, you hitched yet?"

After all, this was about Emma's higher-ups too.

"Mr. Lynch, my daughter just arrived last month."

"All married, every last one of them."

Emma wouldn't be the type to mess around with a married man, right?

"Anyone in the upper ranks still single?"

Donny hesitated, then replied with a bit of a tremble.

"Mr. Lynch, it seems like you're the last bachelor standing."

Dustin was taken aback, then chuckled to himself. As if it could be him, of all people.

Rubbing his temples, he told Donny to get some rest.

Then, he shot Emma a message on WhatsApp.

"Saw that trending topic by accident. You holding up, Emma? Big fan here, supporting whatever you decide. But you wouldn't break up a marriage, right?"

It was way past 2 a.m., and Emma, being pregnant, should've been asleep.

Dustin wasn't expecting a reply.

When he woke up, there was a message from Emma.

"Boss, I wouldn't do that. He's single."

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of admirers and

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frowned, mulling over her words without

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but find

through his

they vanished too quickly for him to

he decided to knock on the door

expected him to be her neighbor. She stiffened, hearing him suggest, "Maybe we should talk about this trending

She reluctantly stepped aside.

come on

his

there, so she quickly

Lynch, these are

and followed her

the tray when he saw Dustin, quickly setting it on the coffee table before making a hasty retreat to

took a seat, glancing

the place was cozy. She wore maternity clothes, showing just how far along she was, her

swnower.

belly that had grown, her face barely

struggling with her appetite, often feeling nauseous. Occasionally, she'd

her belly for a moment before he asked, "Fans

her

question

the child's father

her hands clenching on her lap, ready to

"No."

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