Chapter 67

Max lowered his head towards the laptop, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the keys. Even in the confines of a luxury car, he was still engaged in a video conference with the executives back home.

Noticing Brielle’s movement, his Adam’s apple bobbed as he whispered, “Quiet down, will you?”

He had already muted the microphone on his end. He could hear the corporate bigwigs’ reports, but they couldn’t catch a peep from his side.

Brielle’s heart felt like it had been struck by something, regretting her impulsiveness. She tried to stealthily withdraw her hand, but he caught it and pressed it against the leather

seat.

There was warmth on one side, coolness on the other this extreme intimacy brewing in the dim light. Her remaining rationale was nearly exhausted.

would betray her, she quickly propped her head up with one hand and pretended to gaze out the window.

enough to crush a fly. After a

her antics, it

private.

about shame, I probably

loss for words for the first time, his face cycling through various shades before he

hadn’t said a word, clearly indulging

feeling unbearably stifled. “Max,

a who’s who of the wealthy, and surely many

down and trample the city’s glitz underfoot. If it were a snowy winter’s night, the view was even more breathtaking. The ethereal beauty of

elite circles stemmed

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