Master of his heart (Max and Brielle)
Chapter 1540

The Clements family was in complete chaos. Desiree was on a tirade, waving her cane around for emphasis. "That floozy doesn't deserve our Andrew! Andrew, you need to start dating again, ASAP. Forget about her; she's never getting through our family's door!" Andrew, now the heir to the Clements fortune and the CEO of Clements Corporation, was surrounded by a group of stern family elders. It felt like a courtroom, with all eyes locked onto him, waiting for a verdict.

The family's dissatisfaction with Aubree was no secret, and with whispers of her indiscretions making the rounds, the elders grew even bolder in their criticisms. They took turns tearing Aubree down, each comment nastier than the last. Amidst the chaos, Marissa and Andrew stayed silent. Marissa had already handed her shares of the family business over to Aubree, believing she had done her part. Whether or not Andrew and Aubree stayed together was no longer her concern. She caught her husband's eye, noticing his furrowed brow but chose not to engage in the bickering.

After what felt like an eternity, Andrew finally spoke. "Grandma, Aubree is the only one for me." His voice was steady, his determination clear. The room fell into a stunned silence, caught off guard by his unwavering stance.

Desiree, incensed, fainted right then and there, leading to a hurried trip to the hospital. Left standing alone, Andrew felt an overwhelming wave of exhaustion wash over him. His heart ached at the thought of Aubree with someone else, making his efforts feel futile. Stepping outside, he got into his car and barely drove out before spotting two figures sitting together. His grip on the steering wheel tightened as he watched them from the shadows, unseen.

Aubree was laughing at something

Matthew said, who was holding a bag and gazing at her fondly. The sight was like a dagger to Andrew's heart, jealousy flaring up inside him. But what right did he have to storm over there?

The pain in his back seemed to throb harder, mirroring his emotional turmoil. He sank back into his seat, lighting a cigarette and watching from a distance through the cracked window.

Meanwhile, Aubree was feeling

serene. Matthew, still holding the bag, made a playful gesture toward his car, inviting her in with a smile From Andrew's vantage point, looked as if they were kissing, causing him to drop his cigarette in disbelief.

Matthew buckled Aubree in before sliding into the driver's seat himself. As they pulled up outside Aubree's place, she asked, "Do you think I'm easy?" Matthew paused, surprised by the question. "Why would you say that?"

"We slept together not long after meeting," she replied.

Gripping the steering wheel, Matthew shot back, "And why don't you think I'm the easy one? It takes two, you know."

Aubree was left speechless. Leaning

back, Matthew's youthful energy

seemed to shine through. "If anything, I'm the carefree one From the moment I met you, I knew I wanted to be with you."