Master of his heart

Chapter 535
“You seriously make me sick.”
Brielle’s tone was indifferent, she didn’t bother with a response as she headed
towards the
front door.
Spencer was curled up on the ground like a squashed bug, clenching his teeth so
hard from the pain he wanted to howl.
When Tiffanie came out, all she saw was Spencer twisted up on the pavement.
She jumped back, startled, and couldn't help asking, “Are you alright?”
“Get lost.” Spencer spat out the words, his fists clenched tight, and his eyes
fiercely fixed on the direction Brielle had left. He was determined to get what he
wanted.
Tiffanie quickly moved forward and finally caught up with Brielle, not too far from
the gate.
“Did you just chase Max off? Let me give you a lift back.”
Brielle stood still, looking at the deserted street, her lips twitching into a wry
smile. “That would be great. Thanks.”
Tiffanie sighed, “Not to rag on you, but if I were Maxie, I'd be pissed too. You
agreed to something without even knowing what's going on at Stellar Stage
Entertainment. I seriously wonder if you even like Maxie. Did you see the look in
his eyes? It was heartbreaking.”
It was the first time Tiffanie had seen that kind of expression on Max's face, and it
tugged at her heartstrings. For a moment, she even felt a bit resentful towards
Brielle. If Max had fallen for any other woman, his life would’ve been smooth
sailing, but loving Brielle turned the whole world into an obstacle course. And
Brielle’s attitude didn’t help either. Sometimes, Tiffanie felt Maxie deserved better.
Tiffanie pulled the car around and gave Brielle a run—down of the situation at
Stellar Stage Entertainment.
“In a nutshell, it's a hot mess. You know Ryan's reputation; he always messed
around, using Stellar Stage as his playground. Eighty percent of those artists
have been passed around to the bigwigs in Beaconsfield. No matter their gender,
they're just currency in the hands of the rich. At Dorsey International, you
handled mergers and acquisitions, but over there, it’s all about schmoozing and
politics. And increasing performance by fifty times in six months? Brielle, I have
faith in you, but even I doubt you can pull that off.”
And even if she did, who knew what her grandfather would do? Would he really
stop interfering, or would he pull some other stunt?
Brielle closed her eyes, leaning back in her seat. Her mind was on the festively
decorated streets, thinking of the paired couplets and lanterns, and the tacky
fairy lights at Premier Palace.
It was New Year's, their first together, and it was a total mess. Not even a “Happy
New Year
Carter 535
was exchanged, and now he had disappeared for over twenty—four hours and
walked out on
her again.
Brielle felt exhausted, yet she spoke with confidence, “If I hadn't agreed, what do
you think I'd be facing tonight?”
Tiffanie’s grin on the steering wheel tightened, and she fell silent. Right, if Brielle
hadn't agreed, would her grandfather have really let her walk away?
Brielle watched the streetlights cast flickering shadows on her face through the
window.
Visit popsnovel.com to read full content.
« . o +
Before I got here, I did some digging
: )
on Michael. He's got one up on Max
— during his time in charge, no one
disappeared from the Feri ehs m
{0% Michael's Feigh, Thany did,
N 5 p CT
including the Dorsey's third in line,
) :
who's never returned to Beaconsfield.
Who knows what really happened to
him? Sure, Max drove people to ruin,
but that was all in the finance game.
You play, you risk losing. Michael,
though, his methods were far more
: A Sn)
brutal; he could strip away humanity.
Visit popsnovel.com to read the
latest chapter of this novel
Visit popsnovel.com to read full content.
So, if he could be ruthless with his
own kin, what more could Brielle .
expect? Her resqarel hati. stown 55
much) Nebple mellowed with age:
Otherwise, Ryan would have been
long gone from the Dorsey fold, not
just sent away from Beaconsfield.
Visit popsnovel.com to read the
latest chapter of this novel
Since Michael had summoned her, there had to be a conclusion: Either comply
with his demands within six months or refuse and be eliminated on the way back.
She had not
choice.
Hearing her analysis sent a chill through Tiffanie, who suddenly found herself at a
loss for words.
Brielle continued. “When I saw Everett sitting there, it felt like a warning from
Michael. If I don’t play by his rules, I'm next.”
Visit popsnovel.com to read full content.
5 7 s = - el
Disbelief flickered in Tiffanie's eyes,
and sweat beaded on her forehead
Soda bt
as she Fe thedyue purpo
het gPaNdfat er inviting Everett. It
, f
wasn't acknowledgment but a stark
example for Brielle of what happens
to those who disobey. Visit
popsnovel.com to read the latest
chapter of this novel
Silently potent, it struck at the core, draining the will to resist. There, Everett sat,
silent as a tombstone, a haunting reminder to Brielle of what lay ahead if she
strayed from the path.