Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 130

“Don’t. Just drop me off at the next intersection. I don’t want to stay at a hotel tonight; I’m thinking of crashing with a friend.”

Her voice, heavy with emotion, barely rose above a whisper as she dabbed at the tears streaking down her face. The villa had been her only property, and now that it was gone, her only option seemed to be to check into a hotel. And Spencer, being a part of the Dorsey clan, couldn’t possibly bring Lillian back to the Dorsey estate.

Suddenly, Spencer felt utterly useless for letting her be put through such an ordeal. “Lillian, I’ll find you a new place soon. Just bear with a hotel for tonight.”

“Spencer, I’m just so tired.”

Her words pierced straight through Spencer’s heart. His grip on the steering wheel tightened, a wave of guilt washing over him. If Lillian were his rightful fiancée, she wouldn’t have to suffer like this.

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s not your fault. It’s just that I love you too much. I’m willing to lurk in the shadows, but tonight, I really do want to be with a friend.”

Spencer nodded, unable to muster any more words, his resentment towards Brielle growing stronger.

After dropping Lillian off, he reached into his pocket and handed her a card.

in here, for your

accept

was rightfully yours, and

her, Spencer drove off with a heavy heart.

her eyes before she slipped the

she was seeking out was Sophia, who was also in that chat group but had been oddly silent to her messages. Lillian

fuming over that thirty–million–dollar debacle. Most of those surrounding her were from the same social circle,

believe it? That’s Lillian in the

clear, it has to be her. Who knew she had such a thing going with

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makes her the other woman, doesn’t it? How much of what she tells us

grew

believed Lillian to be a very

got caught in the act. The video’s gone viral.

was social suicide. She opened her phone and, upon seeing the crystal–clear video, her face turned ashen. The others,