Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 159

She was hell–bent on bringing Brielle down a peg or two, but Brielle had other plans. She’d booked a flight out of the country for the day after tomorrow and had started to research emerging social media companies.

Book was indeed the brightest star in the constellation of startups–next to it, every other contender seemed to fade into obscurity.

While replying to messages from the charity foundation, Brielle couldn’t help but smile at the findings of her investigation. It seemed there was one company that stood out.

Reassured, she engaged in a relaxed conversation with the charity. All the recordings and surveillance she had handed over, along with the transaction records of her donations to the charity, were enough to prove that the money was indeed given by her.

Brielle didn’t want to squabble over this at the party, so she had reached out to the police department she’d been in touch with before.

The charity was willing to vouch for her, and with all the evidence, Lillian’s guilt was as good as nailed down.

Brielle deliberately set the arrest for the following evening. She had said before that the more Lillian cared about something, the more Brielle wanted to destroy it. And she had an ace up her sleeve, something she planned to reveal at the party. It all depended on how far the Haywood family would push her.

The Haywoods were bent on throwing a lavish gala, sending out a flood of invitations and making it known that someone from the Dorsey family was expected to attend.

Who in Beaconsfield wouldn’t want to rub shoulders with the Dorseys? All the invitations that had been sent out were accepted, and the social circles were abuzz with speculation about what might unfold at the party.

“Will Brielle even have the nerve to show up? I bet Spencer would think she’s bad luck,” someone gossiped.

“Never mind Spencer, the Haywoods must be livid to find out they’ve been raising a bastard all these years,” another added.

magic drama of the year. I heard her personal life is a hot mess. She admitted

chat about Brielle grew more fervent,

she wouldn’t dare to show up, but on the contrary,

the black salon chair, amused by Brielle’s rare serious effort to doll up.

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face, “If I don’t go, they’ll only say worse things

her gaze dropped, “Do

“I don’t know.”

gone to the office that day. She had

location, and Brielle simply laid out her requirements. Patrick

her eyes to

tone. “I think he will. Max seems to have

he’d consider marrying

“Men really are all the

the laughter faded when she saw the faint

feel Brielle’s gaze and pulled her collar up a bit, “He got a bit rough

an accident, or had it been

mansion was ablaze with lights. Almost all the guests

to the garden, everything was decorated festively. The banquet tables were filled with pastries and red wine, and there