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 her

–

blisters, her eyes red hot and fixed on Aubree. She

woman and Andrew for their sordid affair, but her chest shook violently with humiliation,

lounge that night, so she wouldn’t

her, all because

video, but it was too clear–cut. Anyone with eyes could

to stop the assault

shred of self–respect. It was over.

phone rang, and she was too afraid to see who it was. Wiping her tears, she finally pulled out

Miranda. She must have seen the video too. The phone felt

to throw it away. But it rang persistently, like a

providing her with everything. How could she

Chapter 132

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