Master of his heart

Chapter 216

Brielle’s eyebrow arch was nonchalant, untouched by the turmoil around her.

Spencer felt as if his pride was being trampled underfoot, the gods themselves seemed to conspire with Brielle. Why, at this crucial moment, did she have to be in the elevator?

His eyes narrowed as he pondered. Had Brielle been at the soiree last night? And she had come down from the fourth floor. Wasn’t Max the only one living on the fourth floor?

This suspicion was fleeting, as the surrounding chatter became unbearable, and Spencer beat a hasty retreat.

The onlookers shared his curiosity as they glanced at Brielle, but she simply looked up at Max with ease. “Mr. Dorsey, about my business trip, will you approve it?” she inquired.

Max’s eyelashes fluttered, and he hummed an affirmative.

Brielle smirked. Seeing that the people outside had no intention of coming in, she closed the elevator.

As soon as it shut, she kept her distance from Max. After all, having just woken up and been dragged out for an passionate lovemaking, she was wary of his stamina.

leaned in closer, noticing her awkward

she hurried out. But after a few steps, she felt a painful tug in her private

how was your evening?” Sammuel asked, his tone suggesting he had figured out the connection between Max and Brielle. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have allowed her access or had security assist with unlocking

the situation and had even agreed to sell the surrounding. land, putting Max in his debt twice over, so Max couldn’t afford to be too

well. Your party was a hit,

following Brielle’s departure, and remarked meaningfully, “Ms. Brielle is as intriguing as the

on Max’s face, Sammuel knew he had made the right bet last night. Max deliberately removed the

Dorsey of Dorsey International.

slightly, a sweet unfamiliar sensation blooming in his chest at the thought.

Brielle had never

Chapter 216

thought about that,” he

had misread the situation and quickly covered. “Right, you and Ms. Alivia

hadn’t thought about that either, but arguing now

flower wall, Brielle overheard their conversation. He had never considered marrying her, even assuming he and Alivia were the right match. Then why had he

him leaning close, telling her to call him by his name. When she did, at the height of passion, he seemed

nothings whispered in the heat of the moment.