Chapter 217

Kenzo chuckled in response. (Too bad, I wouldn’t mind pocketing that money myself, but I don’t own the houses next door.]

He sent Brielle a screenshot of Max’s transfer and refunded her money. The screenshot didn’t bring Brielle the joy she had anticipated. Instead, it reminded her of something she’d overheard that morning, leaving a sour taste in her heart.

He was playing the role of a sugar daddy perfectly well, clearly seeing her as nothing more than a kept woman.

[Alright, Kenzo, thank you. You’ve saved me some money.]

Kenzo sensed Brielle’s discontent but refrained from prying. Instead, he asked Max. [You knew about the house purchase, didn’t you?]

Max was caught up in legalities at the Hatfield family estate, which had delayed him. When Kenzo asked, a knot formed in Max’s stomach. He really hadn’t known. Why hadn’t Brielle told him? Did she think it unnecessary?

Meanwhile, Max was tuning out whatever Sammuel and Patrick were discussing, fixated on Brielle’s contact in his phone.

with some efforts last night, so why did she leave on her own this morning without

and he rose

by his sudden movement, asked, “Mr. Dorsey, are

buttoning his cuff, simply nodded,

with Sammuel, while Max excused

him. Once in his car, Max couldn’t resist and dialed Brielle’s number, but Brielle was

had even had the keys delivered at lightning speed. She had already called a moving company, and their crew was downstairs. ready

the spacious 300–square–meter house, yet it still felt empty. She

begins,” she captioned.

once a month, but she couldn’t help

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Max was the first to comment. [Why aren’t you responding to my messages?] His tone carried

individuals like Andrew and Kenzo were all there.

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