Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 540

Her voice was nonchalant as she stepped on the gas, and the car zoomed away. Spencer

didn’t chase after her, his tears falling harder as he bit down on his teeth, refusing to let

his sobs be heard.

Glancing at the clothes she had discarded, he walked over with shaky legs, picked them

up. and hugged them to his chest as he continued to cry.

Brielle caught a glimpse of Spencer’s silhouette in the rearview mirror and involuntarily hit

the brakes. A minute later, she looked up, letting the chilly breeze from outside whip

across her face, stinging her cheeks, before she pressed down on the accelerator again.

Of all the Dorseys, Spencer was probably the luckiest. He had Faith’s undying adoration,

and after coming of age, Brielle, the ever–dutiful fool, shielded him from harm. He never

knew real cruelty, never knew despair, and that was why he couldn’t handle even the

slightest pain, which shaped his petulant nature.

He could betray others, but heaven forbid they betray him. He could toy with people’s

feelings, but no one was allowed to play with his. He was still like a spoiled child, thinking

anyone who wasn’t on his side deserved to be destroyed.

However, Max and Tiffanie, also of the Dorsey clan, were different.

Max was thrust in front of everyone at the tender age of ten by the ruthless Michael, and

only he knew the hardships he faced.

Tiffanie’s very existence was a sin. Her mother, Victoria, detested her to the bone, while to

Everett, she was the reason for his downfall.

Out of all the Dorseys, Spencer had it the easiest. But as Brielle said, he certainly didn’t

live up to being a man.

On her way back, Brielle’s phone went off like mad, and a blinding light in the distance

seemed to tear through the surrounding darkness.

She squinted, pulling over to the side of the road, as the other vehicle did the same. It was

Max’s car.

Max had tracked her down in a hurry, only to find her driving alone back to the city.

“Brielle?”

Max frowned, hastening his step towards her. “Are you alright?”

He leaned in slightly, his hands resting on her shoulders, examining her.

Brielle looked up and smiled at him. She wasn’t too affected by the substances she’d

inhaled, but the cold air did sober her up a bit. She noticed several cars following Max’s,

and the passenger in the first car stepped out–it was the man she had seen in prison.

He stood at a distancé, nodding respectfully before turning his gaze away.

“I’m fine.”

15:15

“Who was it?”

A flash of murderous intent crossed Max’s eyes, his grip on her shoulders tightening.

Brielle. knew he was worried, but thinking of Spencer still at the scene, weeping

inconsolably, she lost any desire for revenge. Those few words had likely shattered his

remaining pride and self–esteem. Nothing could hurt Spencer more than that.

it’s no one. Let’s go back. I’m really hungry.”

Max relaxed, stroking her head gently. “I’m- The words “I’m sorry” hung unspoken.

Brielle didn’t want to drive her car anymore; she was too drained, hungry and cold.

Eventually, she saw an unfamiliar man drive her car away, while she settled comfortably

into Max’s, using his leg as a pillow. As the car headed towards the city, she drowsily

heard him ask. “Have you decided what you’re going to do with Stellar Stage

Entertainment?” He sounded genuinely concerned about her potential failure.

Brielle found it amusing. “Did Michael call you to say something?”

Max averted his gaze, his demeanor turning cold once more as if bracing for another

argument. “Yeah, he forbade me from helping you.”

Well, that made sense. If Max’s capabilities were put to use, achieving fifty times the

results would be a piece of cake for him. Michael naturally wouldn’t allow Max to interfere

or step foot in Stellar Stage Entertainment.

“I have a plan. I’ve researched their situation, and it’s quite thorny. I’ll go to the office the

day. after tomorrow to get a firsthand look at the talent.”

Half a year was a tight deadline, and navigating the intricacies of personal relationships.

wasn’t her strong suit.

But with these six months, she could dream about what her company might become. With

a recent funding round bringing in fifty billion, given another six months, her net worth

might close in on a hundred billion. By then, as the new power player in Beaconsfield,

perhaps she’d be worthy to stand by his side.

She needed to grow, and fast.

Meanwhile, back at the Dorsey estate, Michael had begun practicing his calligraphy in his

study.

The butler, after some thought, couldn’t help but ask.

“If Ms. Brielle really does solve Stellar Stage Entertainment’s problems, are you sure you

want her to join the Dorsey family?”

A harsh streak crossed Michael’s brow. “If she’s truly capable, then Stellar Stage

Entertainment will triple in size. I’ll gift the company to Alivia as compensation for her

troubles.”

The old fox knew how to play the game–using Brielle’s hard–earned success to appease

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Alivia’s grievances, thus satisfying both Alivia and the Barnes family.

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