Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 125

“Is that her, munching away with Kenzo at the table?*

“Spencer’s fiancée, they say she’s a wild one.”

“Ha, hanging out with Tiffanie, what else can you expect but trouble?”

The clique wasn’t content with bad–mouthing Brielle. They dragged Tiffanie into their gossip as well.

Tiffanie’s mood soured instantly. In a swift motion, her hand flew up and smacked Sophia right across the face.

“Damn! Who’s this bitch spewing nonsense? Since when is sharing a meal a crime? Are you lot at Tequila Sunset just to sip on martinis and play saints? Gimme a break.”

The sound of the slap cut through the chatter like a knife.

Sophia, gripping her cheek in shock, couldn’t believe Tiffanie would lash out so irrationally. The hurtful words had come from the mouths of her companions, yet it was her face that stung from the strike. Her chest heaved with indignation, and spotting a sneer in Brielle’s eyes, she found her outlet.

“Brielle, what’s so funny? Thrilled with being a cast–off?”

Tiffanie was out of Sophia’s league, but putting Brielle in her place? That was child’s play.

Lillian fill your heads with that? If a woman engaged to be married is what you call a cast–off, then what does that make her, the mistress skulking in the shadows? When did this society start putting the other woman on a pedestal just because she plays the victim

at her words. Lillian as a

you dining with Kenzo, and Spencer himself has admitted your indiscretions. And here you are, slandering Lillian. You’ve really got no

Spencer had confirmed

her, and seeing Sophia’s arrogant face, she chuckled lightly, “I believe you owe me an apology, don’t you?”

even more sour, “Dream on. Why would I apologize to you? All Tessa has to do is whisper

rolled up to the scene. Sophia straightened up as if

drama unfolding.

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argument with him. Both paused at

quick to act, rushing

curled in a

on here?” Impatience was evident

trouble him with trivialities, clutching at his sleeve only to be shrugged off. Andrew’s gaze was fiery as he spoke bluntly, “I’ve told you before, I’m indulging this nonsense only for

his lack of courtesy. After a moment’s hesitation, she murmured, “It’s

“This was a matter Mr. Clements agreed to. Surely you haven’t forgotten?”