Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 118

She had long harbored the ambition to cling to Max’s coattails, and Spencer’s words only made her want to hasten her stride. “Max has such a standing in the business world. Maybe you should set up a dinner to schmooze him a bit,” she suggested, hoping to imply her own presence at the meal.

But Spencer’s next comment was like a gavel sentencing her to a grim fate. “Even if I was to arrange a meal, it’s Brielle that should be my plus one. The rest of the Dorsey family can mess around all they want, just not in his line of sight. If I were to take you out for dinner with him, I might as well kiss my career at Dorsey International goodbye.”

All color drained from Lillian’s face, leaving her seething with silent rage. Was she doomed to be nothing more than a mistress, forever hidden in the shadows? She couldn’t accept that. She wouldn’t.

Spencer, sensing the sting of his words, tried to soften the blow, “Let’s talk about it after I call off my engagement with Brielle.”

But this did little to comfort Lillian. She had been feeling insecure about Spencer’s recent aloofness, especially his odd behavior toward Brielle. “Spencer, are you really going to break off your engagement with Brielle?” she asked, her voice quivering, tears threatening to spill

over.

Hearing this, a brief panic flickered through Spencer’s heart. Deep down, he knew he wasn’t ready to let Brielle go. She had always been so supportive and obdient, and now her disdain was like a slap in the face. Had all her past affection been a lie?

Was it possible she had never loved him? The very thought was humiliating.

“Yes. The engagement will be off in two months, tops,” he declared with false certainty.

lip, nodding pitifully. “Then I’ll

her eyes, gripping the steering wheel so tightly his

had just finished sorting through the

kids tomorrow. I’ve organized everything. Here’s the food,

wall. “It’s late, and you’re by yourself. Why not stay the night?” “Thanks, but I’ve got work

retrieved a few links of homemade sausage from the fridge. “I made these for the holidays. Take

when Brielle lived

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scarcity.

come to adopt, making a big show of it for the media, proclaiming their generosity. What happened to the kids afterward, though,

taking the

the time she returned to her apartment, it was past midnight. She quickly washed up, checked her emails and direct messages, but there was still no word from Max. No feedback on the

next morning, she barely arrived at the office before being summoned to

to arrive, and with him there, Ryan was