Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

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Chapter 532

The air was thick with tensiun Brielle felt like a convict being marched to the gallows,

undergoing the ecrutinizing gaze of those around her

She noticed Max hadn’t approached yet, and whispered just loud enough for the two of

them to hear “Ta okay, Max. Trust me, I can handle this.”

Max’s lips tightened for a moment before he reluctantly took a seat on the couch.

Spencer, sitting nearby, couldn’t help but let a smirk of irony cross his face. He had

thought Max was quite fond of Brielle, but it seemed that was all it was. When it came

down to it, and the senior members of the Dorsey family gathered, Max didn’t dare openly

defend Brielle. It was pitiful,

His gaze bore into Brielle, searching her face for a trace of fear. He couldn’t let go, even

now. Just looking at Brielle made his heart ache, an ache so severe it felt like death.

His nostrils flared with bitterness, his eyes red and hot with unshed tears. Every day, he

pondered on how to break them apart, even fueling the fire online. He did everything

within his power, only to push Brielle further away.

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Spencer clenched his fists tightly, his eyes never leaving Brielle as if he wished to devour

her whole. Yet, Brielle didn’t panic. She sat quietly, waiting for Michael’s next words.

Michael lifted his cup, his tone authoritative. “Do you realize you have no right to cross

this threshold?”

At that, Max’s expression darkened with defiance, “Father.” His tone was firm.

Michael raised an eyebrow, setting down his cup. “I’m just stating the facts. The chatter

outside is far harsher than anything I might say. Or do you plan to live in denial forever,

ignoring the world’s opinions?”

He knew exactly where to strike. Michael’s presence was powerful, not sharp, but it bore a

tremendous weight.

The rest of the Dorsey clan nodded in agreement, clearly finding his point valid.

The two calmest people in the room were Brielle and Everett. Brielle had the courage to

face the situation, while Everett simply didn’t care about the Dorsey family’s affairs. Still,

he couldn’t help but scrutinize Brielle, sneering internally. He could already anticipate her

downfall–a mere female version of himself.

Brielle sat up straight, her eyes clear upon hearing Michael’s words. “Michael, I’ve always

believed that caring too much about others‘ opinions turns you into their servant.”

“Your disregard doesn’t make those opinions vanish. Max’s reputation suffers because of

you. If you feel no guilt, it proves you don’t love him enough.”

Michael’s second punch hit Max hard. He spoke sparingly, but every word counted. To

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Michael, the young couple’s love was like a teetering skyscraper. When it falls, those

inside would perish, and he wouldn’t allow his most promising son to be trapped within.

The accusation of insufficient love was designed to create a rift in Max’s heart. He

might’ve been certain of his love for Brielle, but how sure was he of hers? Max trusted

himself, but did

he trust Brielle?

In psychological warfare, Michael was as astute as Max. Without uttering a harsh word,

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every phrase was a needle to their hearts.

In the face of absolute disparity, Brielle’s efforts seemed futile. Her very existence

threatened to harm Max. Michael intended to make this crystal clear to her.

Brielle’s hands tensed on her lap, yet her gaze remained lucid. “Michael, I won’t deny your

words. All I have to offer right now is my determination, which I’m willing to risk. Max isn’t

a calculated choice for me; he’s a conviction I pursue despite knowing better. He lacks

nothing, and if he chose me, it’s because I offer what he most desires–sincerity and

loyalty. I will continue to give him my all, unreservedly.”

Brielle’s eloquence was no secret to Michael.

Upon her finishing, Max’s previously grim expression softened into a faint smile. Spencer,

on the sidelines, felt an overwhelming urge to rise and strangle Brielle.

A conviction pursued despite knowing better?

This was a colossal joke! What did Brielle know about love?

Spencer felt as if he was in a trance, all his love and hate ready to explode. He was

determined to avenge himself on Brielle. If he couldn’t have her, he’d ensure no one else

could either.

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