Master of his heart

Chapter 524
If the land really ended up with the Rowlands, it was bound to go to seed in their
hands. After all, there was nothing much around those parts these days.
A glint of amusement flickered in Brielle’s eyes. The Rowland clan had been
spreading rumors about her back home, so she had her people spread some
false tales of their own abroad. Turnabout was fair play.
Having settled that score, Brielle felt a weight lift off her shoulders, and the online
chatter no longer felt like a sting. She was determined to become the cherry on
top of Max's world, not the so—called blot on his reputation.
Downstairs, Patrick stood before Max, his tone grave. “Mr. President, the
situation is as such: the online world is in an uproar. Do we need to take action?”
The New Year was just around the corner, and they couldn't let these distractions
spoil the festive mood.
Max flicked through his tablet, skipping over the posts where netizens lambasted
him. He was never bothered with the opinions of those at street level. But the
jabs at Brielle? They struck a
nerve.
“Spread a rumor that Ms. Tessa’s been chasing me down relentlessly,” he said.
At these words, Patrick choked and coughed several times. Tessa, relentlessly
pursuing the President? Was this a way to suggest that it was Tessa who had
been the interloper?
Since the woman’s name hadn't yet been leaked online, the moment they
dropped Tessa into the narrative, any prior orchestrated leaks would seem like a
setup for the inevitable online backlash against her. It was a masterstroke.
Patrick chuckled, “Alright.”
Max looked down, returning his focus to the documents in hand. It couldn’t have
been Brielle stirring trouble that led to Tessa’s fall into the water; it had to be
Tessa’s fault.
He had allowed Andrew to punch him as a nod to their years of friendship,
understanding Andrew’s anger, and knowing Jaxon to be a good-natured elder.
This was out of respect for them, not for Tessa. If the Rowland clan wanted to
keep fussing, he'd let them reap what they'd
sown.
After a moment, Patrick cautiously inquired, “It’s almost time for the New Year, sir.
Won't you be going out with Ms. Brielle to shop for holiday items?”
Holiday shopping?
Max looked puzzled. What was that?
Seeing his expression, Patrick couldn't help but smile. He’d never had to bother
with such things growing up.
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“It's about going out with Ms. Brielle to buy things for the celebration.”
Just then, Max's phone rang. Both men’s expressions darkened slightly when
they saw the caller ID flashing on the screen.
Max frowned, assuming that news had spread to the Dorsey family, prompting
the butler to call “Max,” came the butler’s respectful voice.
“Mr. Michael would like you to bring Ms. Brielle to the Dorsey family home on
New Year's Eve.”
The Dorseys wanted Brielle to visit.
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“Did father say anything else?”
“If you don’t agree, he'll come over himself.”
That was a threat. If Michael came himself, there was no telling what he'd do.
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After hanging up, Max was about to delegate the matter to Patrick when he
looked up and saw Brielle standing on the staircase. She must have come in
while they were talking.
Her eyes were clear. “Do the Dorseys want me to visit?”