Master of his heart

Chapter 96
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Emily spun on her heel and departed without another word, leaving Sophia
standing there, her face contorted in anger. Clenching her at her side, she spat
out, “I've apologized already. If Emily doesn't want. to make amends, that’s her
business. Can I go now?”
She sneered to herself, thinking about calling Andrew the moment she was out
the door to say she'd done her part. After that, how she’d deal with Brielle was
nobody’s concern. She sure as heck wasn’t going to let Brielle off the hook for
humiliating her like this.
Brielle pushed herself to her feet, leaning heavily on the cane resting. beside her.
“Andrew must have told you both to apologize together. Since Emily’s gone,
today’s little show doesn’t count. Find another time, and make sure you both
show up.”
Sophia was incredulous, feeling like she’d been played for a fool. “Brielle, the
only reason I'm standing here is out of respect for Andrew. Who do you think you
are, anyway? Without him, someone of your status wouldn’t even have the right
to speak to me.” She was fuming, her face red with rage, yet she bit back her
anger, remembering Andrew's instructions.
As Brielle reached the bedroom door, she saw it ajar, with Max about to step out.
Quick as a flash, Brielle slipped through the door and pushed him back
inside.
Outside, Sophia caught just a glimpse of a man’s silhouette through the crack
before it vanished.
It was too quick, she hadn't seen his face, but she sensed he had an air of
distinction about him.
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Brielle stood inside the bedroom, leaning against the door, and found it amusing
to see Max being pushed to sit at the foot of the bed.
“Uncle Max, if you went out there now, in less than an hour, all of Beaconsfield
would be buzzing about you and me.”
“Afraid?”
Brielle was conflicted, unsure what game this man was playing. He seemed
oblivious to the chaos their exposure would bring, not just the tittering gossip but
also the potential shock to Michael.
Max could stand tall and unaffected, but what about her? The slightest flick of a
wrist from those people could erase her completely.
Her eyelashes fluttered down as her hand, hidden behind her, clenched tight, her
nails digging into her palm. “Not now, at least,” she murmured, avoiding his gaze.
Sophia, oblivious to the undercurrents in the bedroom, was left cooling her heels
and eventually left in a huff.
Descending the stairs, she couldn't resist dialing Emily’s number. There was no
answer. Sophia was livid. If it weren't for Emily’s sudden exit, this whole mess
would be over.
In a fit of pique, she blocked Emily’s number, vowing never to see that wretch
again. As for explaining to Andrew, she'd simply say Emily wasn’t cooperative.
And if Brielle dared to tattle to him, Sophia would just spill the beans to Tessa,
who, with a mere flick, could make
Brielle’s life a living nightmare.
Content with her plotting, Sophia scoffed and made her way out.
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Alivia, who was with him, assumed Max was coming over and smiled. “Is Max
heading this way?” she asked.
Andrew shook his head and answered the call. “Max, what's up?”
But instead of Max's voice, a woman's voice came through the line.
“Mr. Clements.”