Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

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Chapter 161

Lillian’s face twisted with envy as she clutched the banister, her fingers tightening until

her knuckles ached. Tonight, she was supposed to be the star of the show, all eyes should

have been on her, but the couple at the entrance was simply too dazzling, their

appearance making the grand hall seem all the brighter.

“Mr. Dorsey,” someone called out respectfully, yet no one dared approach. Others followed

suit with their greetings, anxious to be noticed.

Max simply nodded in acknowledgment before lowering his gaze to speak with Brielle. A

respectful distance formed around them, as if by unspoken agreement no one would

encroach. The crowd was itching with curiosity, eager to see what would unfold next.

Spencer, upon seeing them together, was instantly reminded of the previous day when he

visited the apartment and happened to see them sharing an elevator down. He didn’t

want to dwell on it, not even now, as he gripped his wine glass, his anxiety magnifying.

The murmurs continued around him, though hushed.

“Is that Brielle beside Mr. Dorsey?”

“Isn’t Mr. Dorsey known for his aversion to germs? How come he’s with that woman?”

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“Can’t deny it, Brielle’s got a face that turns heads.”

Brielle, usually light on makeup, had applied just a touch this evening, yet she effortlessly

overshadowed the other women in the room.

The Haywoods looked sour. They had arranged for a graceful, soothing melody to play as

Lillian descended the stairs, but she had barely reached the midpoint when Brielle stole

the limelight. Was this deliberate?

Miranda’s expression soured at the sight, and she noticed Lillian stalled mid–staircase, the

music still playing, seemingly now a backdrop for the couple at the door.

Unable to take it anymore, Lillian clumsily made her way down and approached Max.

“Max, did you run into

Bri on your way here? What a coincidence,” she said; her words carefully crafted to

suggest they had met by chance outside, but this ruse hinged on Max playing along.

Max didn’t even glance at her, continuing instead to ask Brielle, “Have you booked your

flight for the business trip? Found the company you were targeting?”

Who would have thought they’d be discussing work at such a gathering? It was both odd

and yet not, familiar yet laced with subtlety.

Brielle, pleased that Max ignored Lillian, allowed herself a small, satisfied smile. “I’ve got

my eye on a company, but I’ll need to inspect their operations on–site. There’s a border

between us, so I can’t be sure of their situation just yet.”

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The two chatted as if no one else was there, the atmosphere between them harmonious,

causing those nearby to breathe a bit more softly.

Lillian, gripping a glass of wine and tilting her chin up, felt her poised façade slipping

without a response from Max. She was flustered, feeling the heat of embarrassed glances.

Max had dismissed her, and it stung. Wasn’t she attractive? Spencer and Cameron both

fancied. her, and Spencer had chosen her over Brielle. Wasn’t that proof enough of her

allure?

The Haywoods were equally embarrassed by Lillian’s bold approach, and Miranda quickly

intervened with diplomatic grace. “Max, thank you for attending the Haywood’s gala

tonight. And we appreciate the care that Bri has received at Dorsey International.”

Miranda, with decades more experience than Lillian, spoke with more finesse.

Max, with a lazy glance and an indifferent “Hmm,” left Miranda to retreat with Lillian to the

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sidelines.

Lillian felt like she might explode, biting her lip till it bled. This was not how she had

imagined her first interaction with Max. Yet, this rebuff only fueled her resolve. One day,

she would be the only one in his eyes.

As the guests witnessed both mother and daughter falter, none dared to make the same

mistake. Brielle, meanwhile, took a sip from a wine glass passed to her by a waiter, her

fingertips lightly tracing the rim. She had finished getting ready with Aubree’s help when

she saw Max waiting outside. The gentle moonlight illuminated his calm, sharp features

through the window.

It was undeniable that she was moved by his presence. He actually went to attend the

Haywood family event with her.

Aubree had pushed her into Max’s car with a flurry of advice and good wishes before

leaving.

All the way to the gala, Brielle had a myriad of questions she wanted to ask, but she held

back, not wanting to presume. With downcast eyes, she let the quiet emotion swirl within.

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