Master of his heart

Chapter 67

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.

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

head up with one hand and pretended to gaze out the window.

watching the scene unfold, was incredibly peeved, his brow furrowing enough to crush a fly. After a moment, his face contorted indescribably, “Brielle, have you no

antics, it was clear

private.

probably wouldn’t have ended up with Uncle

first time, his face cycling through various shades before he finally pulled

said a word,

a while before feeling unbearably stifled. “Max, how about we hit up The Sky Lounge

attracted a who’s who of the wealthy, and surely many would be heading to The

very top of the skyscraper, surrounded by floor-to-ceiling windows, one could look 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 the snowflakes melding with the city’s golden opulence was a dreamlike vista

infamy in the North American elite circles stemmed

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