Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 129

In the chat group, the camaraderie was generally good on any given day. The members loved to flaunt their latest luxury car purchases or their sprawling mansions and chew the fat over the trivial gossip that bubbled up within their social circle.

Brielle was the hot topic that never ceased to intrigue everyone.

These folks were far removed from the elite inner circle–after all, those high–fliers didn’t have the time to indulge in idle chitchat. Most of the group members were well–off, leading lives of comfort, yet they suffered from a severe drought of meaningful engagement. Talking smack about Brielle was simply a way for them to feel a tad better about themselves.

Just as one felt the body being lifted when treading water, similarly, in any social hierarchy, those lacking self–confidence tended to highlight their status by denigrating those they perceived as inferior. And in their eyes, Brielle was the underdog.

After Lillian sent her message, ten long minutes dragged by before anyone bothered to reply.

[Let’s drop it. I’ve got stuff to do tomorrow.]

[Yeah, looks like none of us can make it.]

[What’s the deal with you and Spencer? Isn’t he Brielle’s fiancé? Thought you said he was like a brother to you?]

out in the open.

been dangling by her side, clenched. Never before had her relationship with Spencer been questioned. What in

I always saw him as

wave washed over everyone. The chat fell silent once more, and this time, no one engaged with

puzzle to her. She reached out to one of the more friendly faces in the group, suggesting they meet for coffee the next day. The reply came back swift and cold-[Find

phone, Lillian wondered if her eyes were playing tricks on her. In the past, to get cozy with these

but they always appreciated the gesture, seeing the giver

rein on them. They loved hanging with Lillian, who was known for her largesse. For example, the one who had just turned

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others in the group. After reaching out to four more, she found

over with Spencer,

looked up, her eyes brimming with feigned vulnerability. “I’m sorry, Spencer, I never should’ve got involved with you. It’s made things awkward for everyone.

retreat to advance was