Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 18

Robert set down the newspaper he had been reading, ready to share his thoughts, when he noticed the nanny descending the staircase

“Sir, Ma’am, I was tidying up Miss Lillian’s room and I found this, the nanny said, presenting a handwritten journal with Lillian’s familiar scrawl on it.

The entries spanned years, right up until Lillian turned eighteen and moved out.

Miranda hates spicy food. I must remember not to add chili next time.

Miranda had a few extra helpings of the dessert I made. Seems chestnut flavor is her favorite.

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Bri got mad again. Not sure if it’s because I hired a tutor. I’ve tried saying no, but it was no use. I just want to study hard and make them proud.

Bri slapped me. I was stunned by her deep resentment. I want to move out but I’m not of age yet.

soothing soup for him and keep antacids ready

me what I wanted for a gift. I thought about it and asked for a watch Bri likes. But when

for her, Robert, and Cameron. And as for Brielle,

imagined her daughter could be so two-faced. “Can you believe what she’s done?!

away, clearly not meant to be discovered. The sincerity

I treated them the same. Lillian is

expression soured. Every line and entry were filled with kindness and concern, without a trace of self-pity, only a wish for Brielle’s happiness. Had they known, they would have never let Lillian move out, but in the end, Brielle

Bri marries Spencer, we can bring Lillian back, or maybe buy her a villa nearby. I heard the poor child’s been working hard to repay us.

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Chapter 16

girl.

nodded, utterly disappointed

such a dark reputation. Approaching the private dining room, her phone rang. It was a call from a charity. organization. Stepping aside

the funds to the Sunflower Children’s Home, the place where

Sunflower Children’s Home. The organization recently held an event teaching the children how to make pies. As their largest benefactor, the director has been eager to meet

promptly. As for making pies, I’ll pass. very skilled, and I’d prefer the director not know it’s me