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.

stunning face, and formidable work skills, was certainly more than

hung up

at the thought. Her,

decade change so drastically, as if her entire past life were a facade now cracked to reveal its true

thing. After all, compared to the minor discomfort

let the misunderstanding continue. It was better than letting others know

decade. How could I

on her chin increased, and she winced in pain. Max’s eyes darkened,

for him. Brielle, are your affections that

emotion vanished, and he lifted her in his arms, positioning her so as

someone else in her heart,

but repeat this mantra, yet seeing the hurt in her eyes softened him. “Find someone new to

unworthy, rather than questioning what she

Max, I think we shouldn’t talk about other men at

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