Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 25

Bricite took a deep breath, the tension in the room palpable-like she’d crashed a private party. She felt like an unwelcome quest, her presence a hard pill to swallow for some.

She should leave, but she didn’t. Instead, she picked a spot, sat down, and breezed, “Mom, happy birthday. Looks like we the Haywoods might just have double the reason to celebrate tonight.”

Miranda’s face was a mask of frost, her annoyance clear at the sight of her daughter. Belle’s next words rooted her to the spot.

Cameron, isn’t it time to make things official with Lillian? I saw you two hugging three years ago. Surely, you haven’t let her slip away, have you?”

Cameron was taken aback. Brielle was the last person he expected to bring this up. After Lall, Lisa had made it clear that the idea of her best friend becoming her sister-in-law

msde Brielle queasy.

itice mood around the table shifted. Miranda’s face lit up as she gaped in disbelief. Lillian was such a wonderful person, entirely deserving of her son. If they got married, Lillian would officially be part of the Haywood fold.

intCameron you and Lillian, are you really…”

the moon, as if she wanted to drag the couple

in die are there

meron

spotli beeper many since Lillian hadn’t given him a definitive answer yet. Brielle’s A amed mer heardie perfect opportunity

only to find her face a picture of panic. Under

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Crosy tamtitch!

have proved. She lowered her head to cut into the steak and ikea sip of red wett/GentCranston congrats

never seen isinils in couch a favorable light. His gaze softened as he looked Libian. “Lillian what

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lip as tears fell. To Cameron, they were tears of joy. To Spencer, they were tears of a

smirked, seeing right through the act. Classic. Always the damsel. Lillian never needed to step forward herself. She could resolve everything by hiding