Chapter 60

Max was blissfully unaware of the havoc his words wreaked, lounging on cloud nine with

the ease of a Sunday morning. It wasn’t fair, not in the leasting on cloud nine with

Brielle’s emotions churned like a tempest inside her, and it took all her willpower to stay anchored in reality.

She wanted to retract her hand, but it was impossible. His touch was feather-light, barely there. Yet to her, it felt as heavy as a lead weight.

Logic and romance tugged at her in a fierce tug-of-war. At last, she tilted her head slightly towards Max, her voice softening.

“Uncle Max, I didn’t mean to.”

Her plan had been simple: visit the Hartley Group to soak in the atmosphere. But then Dustin happened. Dustin, the man who played by no rules, had led to this very moment.

still water, struck a chord in him. Indeed, Dustin had hit the nail on the

in his chest dissipated

“I’m not blaming you.”

then pushed her luck a bit further. “I wanted to call you, Uncle Max, but I didn’t

onto Max. He saw through her little ploy, feeling

to face

together. Years of socializing had honed his ability to sense the subtleties of such interactions, and he felt

Dorsey’s kink is

for Dustin’s interruption, she was sure Max would’ve given

touch vexed, she couldn’t resist a retort. “Mr. Lynch, if you fancy

but Max had to add fuel to

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