Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

The girl was startled by Alivia’s imposing presence, sweat beads quickly forming on her forehead. Having made a sarcastic remark towards Alivia in such a setting, she knew her days ahead would be anything but easy.

A flicker of amusement crossed Alivia’s eyes – such impulsive fools were destined to be mere cannon fodder. She rose gracefully, cradling a cup of water in her hands. “Grandpa, uncles, Max was injured recently and isn’t in the best of health, so he’s not really up for moving around much. He’s only here tonight to support Michael, so he won’t be joining in the toasts. He just messaged me to come over, so I’ll go and take this cup of water to them. You all enjoy your meal,” she said with thoughtful consideration.

Each word subtly hinted at her close relationship with Max.

A glint of satisfaction shone in Jose’s eyes as he chuckled, “You’re not even married into the family yet, and already you’re talking for them. Go ahead, and remind him to take it easy.” Given his close relationship with Michael, Jose was well aware of Max’s injury.

After stepping out of the room, Alivia smiled and paused to send a message to Austin. She and Tessa were friends, or at least that was what it seemed to others. And Austin, being Tessa’s father, had always shown his fondness for her in subtle ways. NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

The Rowland family, one of the four major families in Beaconsfield, owed much of their stability to the early support from the Clements family. Thanks to Andrew’s friendship with both Max and Kenzo, the Rowlands had indeed gained significant advantages.

On the surface, they were on equal footing with the other families, but in reality, the Rowlands were a step below the rest. Now, it was time to play this chess piece.

After sending the message, Alivia walked back through the door.

“Grandpa Jaxon, Grandpa Michael, I’m here on behalf of the elders to offer a toast to Spencer and Sophia,” she said, holding a glass of light wine with a beaming smile as she approached Sophia.

“Sophia, congratulations.”

Sophia’s lips twitched into a feigned look of delighted surprise. “Thank you, Alivia.”

Alivia’s gaze then shifted to Spencer, who, understanding the cue, looked eager to jump in.

Sure enough, Austin was the first to speak up. “Ms. Alivia, you have become the head of the research institute at such a young age. I hear the location is set. Is the government going to back it up next?”

Alivia’s face showed a touch of modesty as she gracefully made her way to Max’s side, replying to Austin’s query.

“The government funding is just a part of it. The most significant contribution still comes from Infinity Brilliance. They’ve invested billions to fully support the institute’s growth. Talent

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from our international branches will gradually be transferred here, and my mentor will be guiding me throughout.”

Among the younger generation, who wouldn’t want to cling to Alivia now? It was a golden ticket into the institute, and coming out with its stamp was a matter of great prestige. The institute’s value was internationally recognized, and even young people from other countries were vying for a chance to get in.

As the two bantered, Michael listened with growing approval of Alivia. “Alivia, once Max is healed up, I’ll have him come over to ask for your hand,” he declared.

A blush of demure femininity finally graced Alivia’s cheeks as she glanced down at Max. Max held his teacup, appearing indifferent, as if the surroundings had nothing to do with him.

As the woman, Alivia was expected to show some reserve, so she turned to Austin.

Austin immediately raised his glass. “Michael, why not let the Dorsey family celebrate a double joy tonight?”