Master of his heart

Chapter 216

Brielle’s eyebrow arch was nonchalant, untouched by the turmoil around her.
Spencer felt as if his pride was being trampled underfoot, the gods themselves
seemed to conspire with Brielle. Why, at this crucial moment, did she have to be
in the elevator?

His eyes narrowed as he pondered. Had Brielle been at the soiree last night?
And she had come down from the fourth floor. Wasn't Max the only one living on
the fourth floor?

This suspicion was fleeting, as the surrounding chatter became unbearable, and
Spencer beat a hasty retreat.

The onlookers shared his curiosity as they glanced at Brielle, but she simply
looked up at Max with ease. “Mr. Dorsey, about my business trip, will you
approve it?” she inquired.

Max's eyelashes fluttered, and he hummed an affirmative.

Brielle smirked. Seeing that the people outside had no intention of coming in, she
closed the elevator.

As soon as it shut, she kept her distance from Max. After all, having just woken
up and been dragged out for an passionate lovemaking, she was wary of his
stamina.

Max leaned in closer, noticing her awkward stance. “Feeling uncomfortable?”
Her cheeks flushed. When the elevator reached the ground floor, she hurried out.
But after a few steps, she felt a painful tug in her private area and slowed down.
Max intended to follow, but Sammuel, who had been waiting on the ground floor,
approached him. “Mr. Dorsey, how was your evening?” Sammuel asked, his tone
suggesting he had figured out the connection between Max and Brielle.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have allowed her access or had security assist with
unlocking the door.

Sammuel hadn't made a spectacle of the situation and had even agreed to sell
the surrounding. land, putting Max in his debt twice over, so Max couldn't afford
to be too cold now.

“Quite well. Your party was a hit, Mr. Hatfield.”

Sammuel smiled, his eyes following Brielle’s departure, and remarked
meaningfully, “Ms. Brielle is as intriguing as the rumors suggest.”

“She always is.” Seeing the smile on Max's face, Sammuel knew he had made
the right bet last night. Max deliberately removed the security on the top floor,
exactly for Brielle.

“It seems Ms. Brielle will soon be Mrs. Dorsey of Dorsey International.
Congratulations on finding a fine partner.”

Max's brow furrowed slightly, a sweet unfamiliar sensation blooming in his chest
at the thought. Like a candy melting, sweetness spread from his heart.
However, the idea of marrying Brielle had never crossed his mind.

Chapter 216

“I haven't thought about that,” he said.

Sammuel looked embarrassed, thinking he had misread the situation and quickly
covered. “Right, you and Ms. Alivia are the perfect match.”

Max hadn’t thought about that either, but arguing now seemed pointless.
Hidden behind a column outside the flower wall, Brielle overheard their
conversation. He had never considered marrying her, even assuming he and
Alivia were the right match. Then why had he whispered those words last night?
She vaguely remembered him leaning close, telling her to call him by his name.
When she did, at the height of passion, he seemed thrilled, his embrace
tightening.

It was all false, just sweet nothings whispered in the heat of the moment.

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Unexpectedly, Kenzo called her.

“Kenzo?,” she answered, surprised.

“I heard you're house—hunting?” Kenzo’s voice was gentle on the other end.
“How did you know?”

Kenzo chuckled, “I have a place that’s been sitting empty. Would you like to see
it? I can have. my agent get in touch with you.”

Without his offer to involve an agent, Brielle would have declined, wary of owing
a favor, but a business transaction was different.

“Sure, I'll check it out this afternoon.”

Kenzo’s property was in a prime location with excellent privacy. The doorman
resident, and no stranger without a card could enter.

Brielle liked the place as soon as she saw it and quickly transferred the money.
Kenzo, upon receiving the payment, chuckled and sent a screenshot to Max.
[Your lady is. buying a house. Aren't you contributing?]

In less than a minute, Max sent the money, with a note [and buy the neighboring
properties for her, too.]