Master of his heart

Chapter 152

After finishing her thought, she glanced over at Max, who seemed entirely unfazed by all the petty scheming, as if such trivial plots were beneath him.

Today, he was without his usual tie, his shirt undone at the top two buttons, revealing a rare glimpse of casualness,

The doorbell rang again, and Brielle went to answer it, discovering Patrick on the doorstep. Patrick was holding a large bag, which appeared to be packed with groceries, including some exotic fruits that had to be flown in from overseas.

“Ms. Brielle,” Patrick said respectfully, gesturing for the chef to carry the bags into the kitchen,

“Ms. Brielle, many of these items have been prepped at the hotel’s kitchen. I’ve brought the head chef over to prepare lunch for you and Mr. Dorsey,”

Brielle looked toward the chel, now bustling in the kitchen with his toque blanche standing tall. This, she mused, must be the lifestyle of the wealthy.

She chuckled to herself, thanking him and reaching for the fruit to wash it. Patrick, however, stepped back, looking somewhat panic–stricken. “Please, allow me, Ms. Brielle. You should sit.”

by Max’s side for years, had never seen him dash out in the middle of the night for a woman. Before, only his work commanded such urgency from him. However, that rule had now been shattered, whether he was aware of it or not. Indeed, Brielle was something

stood at the dining table, feeling as if the apartment had never shone so

cool demeanor. Unable to resist, Aubree edged closer, sliding a stack of unreviewed documents toward him, “Mr. Dorsey,

party, are you going to

Brielle hurried forward to intervene, but saw Max already looking her way. “Do

between them. But if

will the Spencer. There is Sophia from the Rowlands, and

this, Brielle’s situation

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with the fruit, chiming in, “The Hatfields won’t trouble Ms. Brielle. Emily was flown out of the country last night, unlikely to return. The president has spoken

too much, Patrick hurriedly placed the fruit platter on the coffee table.

washed by Patrick, had been artfully carved by the chef, making it instantly more. appealing. However, both women were now more curious about Patrick’s revelation.