Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

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Chapter 132

Lillian’s eyes were bloodshot with rage, a tempest brewing behind her tear–stained face.

How could this have happened? Wasn’t it Brielle who was supposed to face this ordeal?

Her vision began to blur as she struggled to focus on Aubree’s features.

Aubree stood confidently, hands on her hips, draped in a figure–hugging red dress that flattered her every curve. She couldn’t help but erupt when she saw that damn video. Tonight, she was already at Tequila Sunset when she caught sight of Lillian’s entrance.

“Who was it that plucked you from the orphanage, huh? Have you forgotten that the Haywoods. put food on your table and clothes on your back? And this is how you repay them? Stealing Bri’s fiancé and encouraging him to break off their engagement? You’ve really lost all shame. Calling you a tramp is a compliment. Look at yourself in that video, acting so cheap. So that’s what Spencer is into, huh?”

Those words cut deep, and the onlookers recoiled. They all knew the Clements family’s adopted daughter, and they didn’t dare to step forward to defend Lillian, since she was clearly in the wrong. If they spoke up and got slapped, what then? Aubree was clearly out for blood tonight.

So, the crowd did the only thing they could they watched the drama unfold.

felt like

–

blisters, her eyes red

their sordid affair, but her chest shook violently with humiliation, and not a single word could

foot in the VIP lounge that night, so she

all because of

She wanted to dispute the video, but it was too clear–cut. Anyone with eyes

the assault on her dignity. She fled like

that followed her seemed to strip away her last shred of self–respect. It

see who it was. Wiping her tears, she finally pulled out

the video too. The phone felt like

tempts to throw it away. But it

to her, providing her with everything. How could she explain herself?

Chapter 132

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