Master of his heart

Chapter 217

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

got the better of Max, and he rose from

Dorsey, are we closing

buttoning his cuff,

resumed discussing details with Sammuel, while Max

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

less than a day, she had acquired a property, and Kenzo had even had the keys delivered at lightning speed. She had already called a moving company, and their crew

the spacious 300–square–meter house, yet it still felt empty. She snapped some photos and, in a rare move,

begins,” she

rarely posted online, maybe once a month, but she couldn’t help

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her on WhatsApp, which she deliberately ignored. After her update. Max was the first to comment. [Why aren’t you responding to my

her social media platforms, but individuals like Andrew and Kenzo were all there. However,

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