Chapter 493

The buzz of last night’s festivities had faded, and now the stark light of reality was shining through the blinds. Brielle was pulled from her reverie by the jingle of a phone. It was Max’s phone.

Michael had seemed tight–lipped last night, deftly steering the conversation away from the elephant in the room, but Brielle knew that his silence didn’t mean approval of their relationship.

What Michael would do next was anyone’s guess.

The phone lit up, and Max pressed the answer button, calling out, “What’s up, Kenzo?”

Surprisingly, it wasn’t Michael on the other end of the line, but Kenzo.

Brielle couldn’t help but marvel at how the old fox was still full of tricks. Michael was playing the long game. After the mess of last night, it was unsettling how Michael had yet to call and confront them. The calmer the sea, the more Brielle feared the storm lurking beneath.

Kenzo’s call was obviously about the previous night’s drama. He had used drunkenness as an excuse to keep the situation from boiling over, but everyone who was there knew that Alivia wasn’t drunk, and Max had flat–out rejected her.

tone carried no hint of blame, remaining as soothing as

“Yeah.”

grandpa’s bound to hear about this soon. He’s always hoped for a union between our families. I’ll try to talk to him. Is this your

handle things with the Barnes family? Thanks.”

shadow passed through his eyes, followed by a light

surveyed the chaos in the room.

on out and have something to eat,” Kenzo coaxed

of control, wishing she could destroy everything. Every memory of last night’s

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