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.

stunning face, and formidable work skills, was certainly more

hung up

the thought. Her, liking

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

Max’s misunderstanding wasn’t such a bad thing. After all, compared to the minor discomfort she

let the misunderstanding continue. It was better than letting

we were engaged for over a decade. How could

winced in pain. Max’s eyes

feelings for him. Brielle,

lifted her in his arms, positioning

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

mantra, yet seeing the hurt in her eyes softened him. “Find

unworthy, rather than questioning what she deserved. Her

think we shouldn’t talk about other men at a time

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