Master of his heart

Chapter 422

Chapter 422

Brielle’s smile faltered slightly. Even though she knew it wasn’t the truth, being so

misunderstood left a subtle unease in her heart. The bite mark was her own doing, and it was deep.

The girls were still chattering about Max and Alivia, but Brielle had already stood up and left.

Back in her office, she sat in her chair, zoning out, when her phone buzzed with a text from Spencer. [You spent another night at the Premier Palace. Can’t stay away from men for even a second, can you?]

Creep!

Brielle promptly blocked the number, certain now that Spencer, that lunatic, had been stalking her recently. Her brows furrowed in concern. A hospital visit was out of the question; she’d have to take extra care of herself for the time being. As long as she didn’t show, no one would discover her pregnancy.

“Knock, knock.”

Someone tapped politely at her office door. It was a colleague coming to collect documents, the same girl who enjoyed sharing the latest gossip with her.

“Ms. Haywood, have you signed off on these files? I’ll take them down to the business department.”

the desk, admiration flickering across her face. “How do you still find time to cook up a stew at home?”

had to avoid, so she pushed it away. “If you fancy it, go ahead. I haven’t touched it, and

of surprise lit up the girl’s eyes, almost in disbelief. “Can I really have it?”

nodded with a half-smile. “Yeah.”

tonight! I’ll treat it as a midnight

found it amusing but

her work, not stopping until eight in the evening. She then took the private elevator down. Just as she reached the ground floor, every light in the

for the first time. Quickly, she sent

have lost electricity. Those still working, stay safe. The company will switch on the

Chapter 422

in fifteen minutes

unbeknownst to her, the girl who had taken her thermos earlier had just finished the stew and had even come by her office to

heat coursing through

glazed over with weakness as she slumped

seemed to open, followed by a man’s hands. The dim light made it impossible to see who it was.

Please, get away from

a word, completely sapped

Brielle?” Spencer’s voice was taunting as he gripped her waist, forgoing all pretense and taking what he wanted.

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