Master of his heart
Chapter 12
Chapter 12
But by 10 p.m., Brielle hadn’t sent a message. Spencer felt uneasy, as if something was slipping out of control. Yet, thinking of the Haywoods’ attitude towards him, which was like they’d gladly gift-wrap Brielle and deliver her to his bed, a flicker of relief crossed his eyes. After all, Brielle would have to give in eventually.
Brielle packed her belongings, printed her resignation letter, and left it on her desk. Then, with a box in her arms, she descended to the lobby.
No sooner had she steadied herself than a blinding light shone on her. She raised her hand to shield her eyes and turned to see a familiar license plate.
Her first thought was whether this man wanted her again. After all, there was hardly any other reason he would seek her out.
The car slowly approached and came to a halt The door opened. Brielle, still clutching the box, bent down to peer inside and, sure enough, saw the man in a suit, looking a
ras dazzling as a painting but just too cold.
“Uncle Max,” she called out without any intention of joining him. She really wasn’t in the mood tonight.
Max’s fingertips lightly played with the rosary on his wrist, his demeanor indifferent. After a long pause, he softly commanded, “Get in.”
Max’s stamina, I’m sure I won’t be
intended to create a promiscuous persona around Max. It’d be better to keep their entanglements strictly to the bedroom. Otherwise, she feared
already draining enough, and Max clearly played in a
Max never asked if it was her first time when they slept together. He simply didn’t care. Adults all knew the rules; it was unreasonable
a slight smirk tugging at his lips because of her words. His gaze dropped to the box in her arms. His cool fingertips clasped
she held was
There was no point in feigning modesty now. “Yeah, I’ve been cast aside after
anyway, she might as well continue setting a timebomb here with Max. She hoped when the bomb exploded, Spencer would
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ventures-can you handle them
caught her chin between his fingers, sensing
fortune. You probably didn’t receive the approval contract overseas because they split the total investment into smaller amounts, each
in departmental affairs meant she knew all about these
had mentioned the company’s public accounts on his first day, but the directors’ petty theft was just a drop in the bucket compared to
vases. Every chair is a peach wood piece from the French
are
front, “Investigate this.” The billion-dollar building, supposedly a research center,
secrets were exposed, Spencer would be in for it. Her gloominess at
Friday. Spencer calls it the ‘Friday Night Decadence Club.’
was waiting for her apology, right? Ha. She’d use Max to
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