Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 166

At this juncture, it seemed to everyone that Brielle had lost spectacularly, like a court jester in the midst of his final, pitiful tumble. Even from the audience, there were sympathetic glances. cast towards Robert, whose business associates had begun offering their consolations.

And Spencer, he felt more than ever that his choice was right. Brielle, an enigma with no clear background, simply wasn’t worthy of him.

The quietest person in the entire hall had to be Max. Even in the midst of this unfolding drama. he remained unshaken, occasionally casting a slight, mysterious smile in Brielle’s direction. No one could tell if he was mocking her or if it was something else.

As for Miranda and Lillian, they exchanged looks that seemed to say they found Brielle utterly laughable. At this point, whipping out a screenshot of a money transfer would only serve as evidence of her humiliation.

All her boasts of being a Director at Dorsey International now seemed rather hollow.

While everyone was still abuzz with gossip, they noticed the big screen change to display a spreadsheet. This spreadsheet detailed various expenses with corresponding invoices and prices. The crowd’s faces registered shock. Whose expenses were these?

The hall fell silent, eyes riveted to the spreadsheet. Involuntarily, they turned to Brielle.

years, which amounts to less than two million. In my ten million,

spreadsheet was meticulous, detailing down to the number of clothes

necklace Miranda purchased for her,

brought her from abroad, with their prices listed.

were a mix of emotions as Brielle continued

energy on me which surely counts for something. For this, I

someone unraveling her past, but as if she were in the midst of a business negotiation. Illustrating her

my living expenses. So, what

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of detail in the spreadsheet left little room for

provide Lillian with luxury cars, designer clothes, jewelry worth millions. Have I

sign of feeling aggrieved. yet her words left a lump in the listeners‘ throats. If this was true,