Master of his heart (Max and Brielle) novel Chapter 20

Chapter 20

With that, he turned on his heel and strode into the private room without a moment’s

hesitation.

Aubree stood still, her fingertips trembling slightly. A mix of affection and grievance ebbed and flowed within her, surging up and receding again, causing her an unbearable

discomfort.

She took out her phone and sent a message to Brielle, knowing she didn’t want to see her, and she left first.

After watching Andrew enter the private room, Brielle felt uneasy all over. Andrew acted as if he had completely forgotten the awkward moment just before, deftly snuffing out his cigarette in the ashtray, ignoring Brielle’s presence as if she were invisible.

Women, in his opinion, were like monsters. You could treat them like dogs, beat them until your hand ached, but in the end, they would still love you. He had always been the golden. boy, never giving much thought to the sort of affection that came running at a beckon.

To him, women could spend all day dreaming of love, but for men, it was all about those few peak seconds.

Andrew took out another cigarette and finally broached the topic of the evening. “Breaking into that foreign market is like gnawing on a tough bone. I’ve been circling for half a year to secure mining rights for three ore sites, and the rest are monopolized by Infinity Brilliance. They guard against me like I’m a wolf.”

Max chuckled softly, leaning back in his chair and pushing a glass of juice towards Brielle, “Aren’t you a wolf?”

Brielle considered leaving, but knowing Andrew’s temper, she couldn’t predict how he might react. Fortunately, with Aubree gone, she had time to cool down and put her thoughts in order.

Andrew clenched the cigarette between his teeth as if he was biting down on the jugular of an enemy,

“If I had been born a few years earlier, what would those bastards matter? If it weren’t for their control over ninety percent of the global diamond mining resources, I wouldn’t bother dealing with those savages who point guns at your head at the drop of a hat. This time, securing the mining rights for those three mines nearly cost me my life.”

Brielle listened to their conversation, her thoughts slowly settling.

The Clements family was renowned in the jewelry business, with the two most famous brands in the region under their banner. But with scarce mineral resources at home, and South Africa being rich in them, decades ago, some shrewd investors had bought up a large portion of the South African mining rights.

The Clements had managed to procure a few mines, which laid the foundation for their