Master of his heart (Max and Brielle) novel Chapter 1448

Lying in bed with a heavy sigh, Kailee's phone buzzed—it was Clara, suggesting they meet up. After hanging up, Kailee couldn't help but grimace. Truth be told, Clara wasn't exactly her favorite person.

Back when Kailee's mental health took a dive, college slipped through her fingers, while Clara not only got into Harvard but also seemed to have made her way into a prestigious graduate program by now. Ever since Joseph took the reins of the Sanchez family, money flowed like water for Kailee. She could easily drop millions in a single night without batting an eyelid.

After all, her brother was working under King, having taken full control of the Sanchez family's empire, which had its fingers in almost every North American hospital as a major investor. From then on, spending money carelessly became second nature to her.

But Kailee had her vulnerabilities, which Clara often exploited to ridicule her: Kailee's lack of a college degree. In the elite circles of North America, her educational background was a glaring sore point. Others might compensate for poor grades with hefty donations to secure a spot in an Ivy League, but Kailee had scorned such routes, believing wealth made education redundant.

After all, wasn't the end goal of education to land a lucrative job and make more money? She had already achieved that, so why chase after a degree? Kailee's simplistic view blinded her to the deeper significances of education. Hence, Clara's jibes about academic credentials always got under her skin.

Ironically, despite Clara's academic success, rumors had it that Lewis was the real star of their batch. Kailee hadn't gone out of her way to learn this; Clara herself had often spoken of Lewis with an admiring tone. Whenever Kailee saw Clara subtly bragging about Lewis's excellence in front of their friends, she was tempted to reveal her little secret—that she had once shared a kiss with the very man Clara idolized.

Having previously witnessed Kailee's exacting standards, the staff hurried to call the chef to her table, ready to prepare whatever she desired on the spot. Turning to Clara and the others with a friendly smile, Kailee continued, "Why stop now? Weren't we discussing job hunting? Oh, right, I mentioned it to my brother before leaving. He said I should recognize the fortune I'm living in."

Clara, unable to bear the boasting, forced a smile, "Lucky you, having such a brother. Anyway, our research institute is welcoming a new member soon. You know, only the best from Harvard, Cambridge, and Oxford get in. This new person is supposedly even more brilliant than me."

Kailee rolled her eyes covertly as the others quickly echoed Clara's sentiments. Their backgrounds weren't as privileged, and their wages hardly covered the extravagance of places like this without Kailee footing the bill—their generous benefactor.