Master of his heart

Chapter 413

Alivia’s face still held a gentle warmth as she spoke, “We’ve known each other for so many years, and it’s the first time I’ve heard you talk about someone special. She must be quite the catch. As a friend, I’m really happy for you. Are you sticking around for dinner tonight? If you’re eager to be with her, maybe you should head over, especially with how outrageous the media has been today. I worry it might give her the wrong idea.”

It was a tactical retreat. Alivia was playing her cards right by suggesting Max should go to Brielle and mentioning the media’s exaggerated stories, implying that the media’s fabrications. had nothing to do with her.

Having known Max for years, Alivia was aware that aside from his work, he hardly paid attention to anything else, let alone spontaneously checking someone’s social media. That’s why she felt confident enough to post those ambiguous messages on her own account, only to delete them shortly after posting. Even if someone took screenshots, she could claim it was malicious intent, and she’d still manage to come out squeaky clean.

In Alivia’s eyes, Max’s affection for Brielle was simply due to men’s natural inclination to protect the vulnerable. Yes, it was because Brielle was less capable, less dazzling than Alivia was, that Max was momentarily beguiled by her.

Men didn’t fancy women with too much guile; they felt threatened and found them hard to handle. But if she positioned herself as a humble admirer, whose every action sprang from her affection for him, what reason would Max have to be harsh with her?

If she could soften his heart just once, she knew it would gradually lead to a bond of

the scales of love in

Max could truly love Brielle. She saw Brielle’s emergence as a minor disturbance; as long as Alivia’s relationship with Max could withstand this trial, she had nothing

Alivia’s emotional recipe, not worth

intention of making life easy for

“I’ll stay. Spend time with Mom.” He stood by the window. his

flickered in Alivia’s eyes as her lips curled into a smile. “Aunt Martha

wasn’t until he had left that he raised his hand to massage his temples.

tried hard to disguise it. Max was no fool and could see right through it. He had rejected her once, twice, countless times, and had made his position crystal clear. But Alivia was cunning. Her admiration was open and seemingly without

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on ingratitude, given how attentive Alivia had been

no fault to pick. But he

the phone and stepped onto