Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 66

The Haywood residence was a beacon of light in the quiet of Beaconsfield, with Cameron lounging on the plush sofa, poring over some documents. He sensed Lillian’s descent down the grand staircase and set the paperwork aside.

With her lips pursed, Lillian rubbed her eyes, the embodiment of distress.

“Cameron, has the mess been sorted out yet?” she asked tentatively. She was referring to the scandal where Faith had boldly called off her engagement, a move that had left the Haywoods red-faced with embarrassment.

But what could be done? The Haywoods, though a respectable name in the top ten of Beaconsfield’s elite, owed much of their social standing to the favor of the Dorseys. Without the Dorsey influence, the Haywoods were merely wealthy, nothing more.

Lillian perched carefully on the edge of the sofa, her eyes brimming with unshed tears. “Bri was probably just spouting nonsense the other day. If Faith really does call off the engagement, will the Haywoods…”

Cameron’s gaze drifted to the expanse of skin on her neck, feeling a sudden dryness in his throat. He averted his eyes and adjusted her collar for her. “Don’t worry about it. Even if the engagement is off, the Haywoods won’t crumble,” he reassured her.

“Cameron, did you keep up with today’s auction?” Lillian inquired, switching topics.

He nodded. He’d heard about it, but such events were beyond the Haywoods’ social reach. “Bri was there, but I don’t know who she went with. I’m always concerned she might fall in with the wrong crowd,” Lillian confessed.

of Brielle. “She’s the one who’s been acting

her when she gets back? Bri is still upset with me. I’m too

You’re no less than her.

into the sofa, an action that once again exposed her collar. Lillian was nurtured by the Haywoods into a woman of

fond of her, couldn’t resist pulling her into his

can’t give you a definite answer just yet. This isn’t

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Chapter 66

to the sofa. “Lillian, I’ll wait as long as it

the weight of the world’s sorrow. Her tear-streaked face softened

Bri. She won’t see me now. If you can, please talk

a mess. Now their parents were groveling to Faith, and who knew what they

couldn’t deny Lillian’s request, and he agreed despite the bitter taste

her aim but remained uneasy. She didn’t know how Brielle managed to attend the dinner. If Max had taken her, Lillian was determined to ruin Brielle in Max’s eyes. She had manipulated Spencer and Cameron, and she was confident she

became enamored with her… The mere thought made Lillian weak at

a gala