Master of his heart

Chapter 638

Jaired casually swung his legs onto the coffee table, a faint glint of mischief passing through his eyes. “Max is her shield. I you touch her, you can kiss our friendship goodbye for good.”

Andrew’s eyes were laced with sarcasm and spite. “I don’t care about that. Even if Max goes ballistic, do you think he’d actually off me for messing with Brielle? Before that happens, I’ll make sure Brielle’s the one who’s done for.”

It was clear he had had it with Brielle.

Chuckling lightly, Jaired loosened his tie. “What’s the real deal with the Rowland family mess? Didn’t–you dig into it? How did it suddenly blow up in the media like that? Don’t tell me Brielle is behind this?*

Andrew had never considered pinning the situation on Brielle. If she had that kind of savvy, she wouldn’t have gone straight to Harmony Haven Hotel to slap Tessa. She must have been out of options to resort to such drastic measures. He never considered that Brielle’s appearance at Harmony Haven Hotel was entirely because of the picture of the necklace Tessa had sent.

“Do you really think she’s capable of that?”

hung loosely around his neck, which he used to absentmindedly wipe away sweat, his whole demeanor exuding an aura of

Max? The guy’s been living like a monk, for heaven’s sake. Before Brielle, I bet not even a female mosquito got

Beaconsfield. First Alivia, then Tessa, and now the Rowland family–there was every

darkening with intensity. If it really was Brielle, then it was

shower, he

fabricated, or else the higher–ups wouldn’t have acted so swiftly. But the tens of billions lost by the Rowland family overseas seemed engineered. The initial bid for that land was

the military, didn’t have the reach to extend his influence internationally, and with the Riddle family’s unique status,

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