Master of his heart

Chapter 37
Realizing the awkward atmosphere, she quickly changed the subject,
simultaneously diverting her own attention. “Uncle Max, tomorrow is Friday. How
do you plan to play out this scene?”
The stakes involving that building were high, with several board members of
Dorsey International reaping benefits. If he made a move on this, there would be
inevitable turmoil within Dorsey International.
“We'll do what needs to be done.”
Max's voice was casual, wrapping up one meeting before diving into another.
Brielle realized just how busy he was; even as he sipped his coffee, his other
hand was methodically tapping away at the keyboard. Feeling rather bored
standing there, she was about to suggest a stroll downstairs when she noticed
someone sent Max a video call invitation.
Brielle’s eyesight was sharp. The screen displayed-Alivia.
Max was in the midst of a meeting, but his finger accidentally hit accept. The
screen revealed a beautiful face against a backdrop of towering bookshelves.
And on Max's side, his bedroom-and an unexpected shadow of a woman.
Brielle hadn't expected Max to take the call. Tactfully, she sidestepped, ensuring
she was out of the video frame, but Alivia had already spotted her, only to look
away indifferently moments later.
“Max, you at Premier Palace?”
“Yeah.”
Alivia’s expression stiffened, quickly capturing the image of the face that had just
appeared. “I've got the stuff. ’'m on vacation next month. Shall I bring it back for
you?”
Max finally looked up, glancing at the screen, “Isn't Kenzo coming back?”
Brielle wasn't eavesdropping, but at the mention of “Kenzo’, she paused.
Kenzo Barnes, the prodigal son of the Barnes family, Alivia’s brother.
“My brother’s already left. I forgot to give it to him.” The woman sounded
annoyed, then quickly perked up, “But me bringing it to you is just as good.”
“Kenzo didn’t visit you?”
“He made a quick loop around Palm Beach and then left.”
“That's typical of him.”
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Brielle could tell that Max's tone had shifted significantly. It seemed Max and
Kenzo had a solid relationship, and by extension, he was quite gentle with Alivia.
Their familiarity was a unique atmosphere that outsiders couldn't penetrate.
Without intruding, Brielle quietly opened the door and stepped out.
The butler, Wesley, awaited her downstairs, greeting her with a warm smile. “Ms.
Brielle, feeling any better?”
She nodded, eyes catching the sight of a massive bookcase near the floor-to-
ceiling windows, adorned with various books.
Wesley, fearing she might be bored and considering her bandaged hand,
suggested, “Ms. Brielle, do you watch movies?”:
Brielle didn’t decline and discovered Wesley had queued up a scientific research-
themed film. Inevitably, her thoughts drifted to Alivia.
Having spent over a decade in Beaconsfield, Brielle hadn't integrated into the
Haywood family nor the social elite of the town of Beaconsfield.
The young elite often flocked to soirees, but Brielle seldom attended. Between
her demanding studies and distaste for sycophantic gatherings, she preferred
solitude.
At the one single event she attended, she heard Alivia’s name whispered among
the crowd. Eight out of ten elite young men fancied Alivia.
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hesitation.
Facing external skepticism, Michael, a top-tier businessman, never concealed his
favoritism towards Max.
“Max isn't someone I found; he’s a gift from above.”
The term “genius’ seemed insufficient for him.
“Ms. Brielle, the garden is in full bloom. If you find the movie dull, feel free to take
a stroll, Wesley suggested.
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Language is an art. Amused and aware of the butler’s likely misunderstanding,
Brielle chose not to clarify.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the globe, Alivia ended the call and texted
Kenzo. [Kenzo, did Max get a new assistant?]