Master of his heart ( Brielle And Max ) novel Chapter 1019

Brielle decided she didn't need to follow King anymore. The mystery that had been gnawing at her seemed solvable now, if only she had the courage to lift that mask.

But she was too scared. If it turned out to be who she thought, then what about the kid?

The child who looked so much like Max—whose kid was he?

The thought of the child brought back the painful memory of her miscarriage, their baby that never came to be, while another's child had already grown so much.

Even if it wasn't Max's fault and he might not even know about the child, it still hurt like hell.

Lost in her thoughts, Brielle was snapped back to reality when a car suddenly appeared in front of her. She slammed the brakes, but it was too late; she rear-ended the vehicle, and it was her fault entirely.

She stepped out and walked over to the other car, tapping on the window.

Instead of the window rolling down, a man who looked like an assistant stepped out to discuss the details of the accident with her.

After exchanging contact information and ready to leave, Brielle saw the car window finally roll down, revealing a face she knew all too well.

The ruggedness that had once defined him was gone. Now, with glasses and a clean-shaven face, he looked almost scholarly.

Frozen in place, Brielle felt a chill run down her spine.

The man adjusted his glasses and gave her a smile.

"Long time no see, Bri."

He used to call her 'Bri' in that same gentle tone.

But Brielle hadn't expected him to look so young. Back in Beaconsfield, he had seemed closer to sixty.

Now, sitting in a luxury car and with those glasses on, he looked no different from the elites in their circle, perhaps in his forties.

Brielle’s fingers twitched as she let out a cold snicker.