Master of his heart

Chapter 89

Chapter 89

“Spencer, you go ahead and have a good chat with Max. I won’t intrude,” she said with a considerate tone.

Spencer nodded, ending the call and feeling all the more appreciative of Lillian’s sensibility.

Spencer looked up at the firmly shut door with a flicker of disdain in his eyes. He must be out of his mind to come all this way for a woman like that.

Brielle? She was worth this hassle?

His face darkened, and without hesitation, he turned on his heel and strode away, unaware that on the other side of the door, the workaholic ‘Uncle Max‘ had a woman sitting on his lap.

Brielle’s hands were still looped around Max’s neck, her head resting against his chest. Max’s palm gently caressed her back before he firmly grasped her chin, forcing her to look up. “You’ve been crying?”

He didn’t know the ins and outs of Brielle’s entanglement with Spencer, only that they were once engaged. As for their past affection, he couldn’t care less.

from Beaconsfield College, a stunning face, and formidable work skills,

hung up

the

known for over a decade change so drastically, as if her entire

thing. After all, compared to the minor discomfort she felt toward Spencer, her

be better to let the misunderstanding continue. It was better than letting others know about those budding

were engaged for over a decade. How could I not have

chin increased, and she winced in pain. Max’s eyes darkened, not understanding

harboring feelings for him. Brielle, are your

vanished, and he lifted her in his arms, positioning

caged canary, especially one with someone else in her heart,

seeing the hurt in her eyes

unworthy, rather than questioning what she deserved. Her spirits

we shouldn’t talk about other men at a time

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