Master of his heart (Max and Brielle) novel Chapter 872

Keiran had been glued to Chase's side for the last 24 hours, so his face was etched in his memory. He gave a nod of recognition.

"Brielle, once I'm done talking to the director, I'm heading back. Chase left the house this morning dressed way too light."

Brielle was taken aback, wondering if Chase had overheard her earlier conversation and had timed his entrance perfectly.

Keiran led the way out, with Chase trailing a few steps behind. He turned back to glance at Brielle with a smirk.

"Ms. Brielle, it seems there's been some sort of misunderstanding about me."

Of course, he’d heard her. Her first thought was that they really needed to invest in some soundproof doors.

"I'm sure you're well aware of Chase's reputation in the North American scene," she shot back.

"Are you referring to all the public love confessions I keep getting? Yes, I'm quite troubled by them."

Yeah, right. Brielle thought, watching him smile and head for the door.

"Ms. Brielle, it would be wise not to meddle too much, or you might end up unlucky."

Brielle said nothing, just watched him leave. Chase clearly had an agenda, and it seemed to involve Keiran.

Her partnership with Keiran was strictly professional; she couldn't expect him to heed her advice on personal matters. If only Dustin were here, she thought. Keiran always listened to him. A few words from Dustin might actually persuade Keiran to keep his distance from Chase.

Brielle stayed at Stellar Stage Entertainment till the afternoon, but there was no word from Max. It looked like her trip to meet Dustin would have to wait.

Meanwhile, Chase, with all his arrogant swagger, had an odd fondness for shopping. Just like the profiles said, if it was expensive, he’d buy it; if it looked good, he’d buy it—until he ran into Alivia.

Bundled up tight, Alivia was almost incognito, but Chase recognized her instantly.