Master of his heart

Chapter 689

But Mason just couldn’t fathom why Tiffanie could be no heartiens un to not even pick up the phone. Was she giving him the silent treatment before breaking it off for good? Or had he disappointed her on bed?

It was a touchy subject that he wouldn’t dare ask Belle to probe into, He’d have to wait until he could ask Tiffanie face–to–face.

Brielle, upon hearing this, zoned out for a moment, She wasn’t exactly heartbroken, but the feeling gnawing at her was uncomfortably close.

The texts she’d sent to Max had all vanished into the ether, and the one she’d sent out two hours ago, as n feeler, still hadn’t been answered.

Brielle had really believed that Max liked her, but his current evasion was making her unexpectedly. nervous. Moreover, that scarf she’d seen on Annie only added to her swirling thoughts.

If only Max would give her some kind of sign, she’d be bold enough to fight for him a little harder. But if he truly saw her as just a stand–in, she doubted she’d even have the strength to take another step.

“Brielle, you should really get some rest,” Mason advised, noting her pallor. “If there’s any news on Book, I’ll let you know right away.”

a weak smile. “Thanks, I’ll rest up in a bit.” Though once they’d hung up, she

crept over her. She was reminded of the holiday decorations at Premier Palace, the fairy lights that had adorned the place, and the wreath on the door that had brought a

of a soothing shower, Max, too, was gazing at the shimmering city lights, his mind a whirlpool of thoughts. A lit cigarette dangled loosely from his fingers, the fiery ember nearing bare skin, but

the midst of the hazy smoke, a flicker of emotion crossed his face, and he closed

him. “Sir, I’ve spoken with Beaconsfield College. They’ll release Ms. Brielle’s exam

the news with a

of it. A hundred words from him couldn’t measure up to a single word from Ms. Brielle. But the problem was, Ms. Br

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multiple calls, she’d hung up each one with a cold finality. She had the energy to confront her fans but couldn’t spare a single text message.

stood silently for a few more minutes before turning to leave, only to hear Max’s voice. “Patrick,

much: indifference often heralded the end. This realization made his lips tighten. His expression was as cold as

fingers, finally snapping him back to