Master of his heart

Chapter 217
Kenzo chuckled in response. (Too bad, I wouldn't mind pocketing that money
myself, but I don’t own the houses next door.]
He sent Brielle a screenshot of Max's transfer and refunded her money. The
screenshot didn’t bring Brielle the joy she had anticipated. Instead, it reminded
her of something she’d overheard that morning, leaving a sour taste in her heart.
He was playing the role of a sugar daddy perfectly well, clearly seeing her as
nothing more than a kept woman.
[Alright, Kenzo, thank you. You've saved me some money.]
Kenzo sensed Brielle’s discontent but refrained from prying. Instead, he asked
Max. [You knew about the house purchase, didn’t you?]
Max was caught up in legalities at the Hatfield family estate, which had delayed
him. When Kenzo asked, a knot formed in Max's stomach. He really hadn't
known. Why hadn't Brielle told him? Did she think it unnecessary?
Meanwhile, Max was tuning out whatever Sammuel and Patrick were discussing,
fixated on Brielle’s contact in his phone.
He barely broke the deadlock with some efforts last night, so why did she leave
on her own this morning without waiting for him?
Anxiety got the better of Max, and he rose from his seat.
Patrick, taken aback by his sudden movement, asked, “Mr. Dorsey, are we
closing the deal on the contract now?”
Max, fingers elegantly buttoning his cuff, simply nodded, “Yes.”
Without further ado, Patrick resumed discussing details with Sammuel, while Max
excused himself, citing urgent matters.
Sammuel had no reason to detain him. Once in his car, Max couldn't resist and
dialed Brielle’s number, but Brielle was busy exploring her new home and
ignored her ringing phone.
In less than a day, she had acquired a property, and Kenzo had even had the
keys delivered at lightning speed. She had already called a moving company,
and their crew was downstairs. ready to help her settle in.
Her belongings filled the spacious 300—square—meter house, yet it still felt empty.
She snapped some photos and, in a rare move, updated her social platform.
“New life begins,” she captioned.
Brielle rarely posted online, maybe once a month, but she couldn't help sharing
several photos. of her beautiful new place.
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In the meantime, Max had messaged her on WhatsApp, which she deliberately
ignored. After her update. Max was the first to comment. [Why aren't you
responding to my messages?) His tone carried a hint of hurt.
Brielle didn’t have many people on her social media platforms, but individuals like
Andrew and Kenzo were all there. However, those like Spencer, who had
conflicts with her, were mostly deleted.
Within a minute, both Kenzo and Andrew replied to Max's comment with a string
of question marks.
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Surprised by their reactions, Brielle wondered if Max wasn’t one to initiate chats.
She didn’t want to ask Andrew, and she messaged Kenzo privately. [Does Max
not usually start conversations?]
Kenzo’s response came swiftly—a screenshot of his chat with Max. Kenzo would
say ten things, and Max might reply to one, sometimes not at all.
Brielle chuckled slightly, but then she felt she might be reading too much into it.
After all, she was still an employee of Max.
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Cameron, upon hearing about Lillian’s ordeal with Connor, was in disbelief, but
Lillian’s tears and the witnesses forced him to accept the truth.
Robert and Miranda sat grim—faced on the couch, at a loss for words. Surely they
couldn’t just marry Lillian off to Connor.
Miranda, humiliated by the taunts from the other high society ladies during her
afternoon tea. had returned home feeling disgraced, only to face her hysterical
daughter.
“Lillian, how could you-"
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Her voice trailed off into a whisper.
A gleam of light flashed in Robert's eyes. “Are you sure about that?”