Master of his heart

Chapter 200

Chapter 200

The words struck Brielle like a needle, piercing deep into the core of her heart. Yet she didn’t show a flicker of emotion on her face, even daring to look up and meet his gaze head–on.

“Spencer’s treatment of me over the years is no secret, Mr. William. You of all people should be well aware. My connection to him was nothing more than a broken engagement. I never had the privilege of meeting Max’s mother. As for Mr. Dorsey and Alivia, they’re a match made in heaven, aren’t they? A perfect pair if ever there was one.”

She was so focused on her words that she didn’t even notice the elevator doors opening. Max and several executives stood there, having caught every word she said.

William raised an eyebrow, glancing behind Brielle with a smirk. “So, Brielle, you’re here to congratulate Max and Alivia too? Perfect, you can tell Max yourself.”

A chill seemed to creep up from behind her, cold enough to seep into her very bones. She turned around and, sure enough, there was Max, his face impassive as if her words hadn’t touched him at all.

It was the executive elevator. Running into them was to be expected.

Brielle’s heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively avoided meeting his gaze. The other executives seemed oblivious to the tense atmosphere. The head of Human Resources quickly interjected to smooth things over, “Ms. Haywood, the meeting’s been moved downstairs.”

at her side twitched slightly. “Alright,” she whispered.

she heard William chatting with Max, but Max

flowers she received, but they, thinking it wasteful to throw them

of the executives

“Nice atmosphere on this floor.”

was fetching flowers, replying

gazes turned to Brielle. “Didn’t know you were so popular, Ms. Haywood,” they teased.

a bitter

plucking one. His fingers were long and attractive, the red petals stark against his skin, and to Brielle, it felt as if he was squeezing the

see him silently head to the

meeting.

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