Master of his heart

Chapter 242

The women around were a cocktail of envy, jealousy, and bitterness. How on earth did Brielle, after being dumped by Spencer, manage to snag Noah? It seemed so unfair.

Everyone expected Brielle to break down in a sappy mess, sobbing while professing she’d need time to think it over, but Brielle was the picture of composure, the coolest head in the room. “Mr. Noah, we’re in the middle of the office,” she said, her voice ice.

Noah had assumed Brielle would leap at his offer, but his pride took a hit when she turned him down, not once but twice.

He wasn’t used to chasing women; they always came after him. A woman of Brielle’s stature should have been over the moon that he took an interest in her, shouldn’t she?

The buzz of the onlookers quieted down as they sensed Brielle’s reluctance. The atmosphere turned awkward in an instant.

Nonchalantly, Brielle stepped past Noah and entered the elevator. To her surprise, Spencer was already inside. Upon seeing Brielle, Spencer instinctively lowered his head. The scene from a few days ago was just too embarrassing. Now the mere thought of it made him feel a flush of heat throughout his body.

Sharing an elevator with Spencer felt more oppressive than dealing with Noah, so she stepped back out.

He couldn’t help but wonder if he

so what was wrong with her bearing the consequences of

pain that spread throughout his body. His phone rang, jolting him from his thoughts. It was Robert on the line. “Spencer, Lillian’s been a mess lately. Can

be in a bad state, Spencer’s heartache was replaced by concern, and he hurriedly drove to the

had stepped out of the elevator and now

his expression souring. He figured it would take maybe just three days to have Brielle eating out of his hand. “Brielle, have you decided to join me for

stepped in and promptly hit the close button. Once the doors shut and the noise faded, she finally felt at

car window roll down.

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