Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 170

Max withdrew his hand, pulling out a handkerchief and silently wiping his fingertips.

Faith felt a jolt of humiliation but dared not offend him.

“He’s just two years younger than me.”

His casual remark felt like a barrage of slaps to both Faith and Spencer.

Indeed, how could they forget that Max was only two years older than Spencer?

Using himself to put down Spencer was an absolute crushing defeat. They were not even on the same level; there was no comparison.

Spencer was unworthy of even being mentioned in the same breath as him.

Spencer cast his eyes down, his shoulders drooping in defeat.

Faith, her lips quivering, was now too scared to utter another word.

With Max stepping forward, the atmosphere in the room seemed to reach a breaking point..

A few officers stood still, watching Lillian’s ashen face. Eventually, one of them couldn’t hold back. “Miss Brielle, we will keep you updated on the progress of the case, and we thank you for your trust in the police force.”

It was a mere formality, but it served to cut through the tense air.

Lillian was speechless, her reasoning burnt to cinders by rage upon hearing Faith’s words..

Faith wanted to give up on her, hoping Spencer would not engage with her, even wishing for Brielle to become her daughter–in–law.

Lillian felt a lump in her chest. As she stared at Max, surrounded by admirers, determination. shined in her eyes.

Everyone looked down on her, laughing at her, but just wait. Once she climbed her way to Max, she’d serve up a harsh reality check to those who dared to ridicule her.

live without Spencer? Ha, she’d been wanting to kick that man to the curb!

lip so hard it

indifferent voice, “You don’t need to update me

Lillian seriously at all, making the earlier scene where Lillian. went to great lengths during the first half of the banquet look like

everyone’s expressions were subtle, and

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softly, not forgetting to bid farewell to Miranda, “Ms. Miranda, I shall take my

the quests out, watching Brielle leave triumphantly, his resentful gaze as if it could pierce her

tonight, it wasn’t just Lillian; the entire Haywood clan

walked out,

the belle of the ball taken away to the police station.

to the pillar of

mission

with

annulled her

was feeling good, slowing her pace to admire the floral

the fainted Miranda might just wake

passed the last floral wall when

It was Max.

left the hall, and, by chance, their paths were the same.

found it amusing and quickened her pace to

could speak, Max commented, “You really stole the

resist wrapping her arms around his neck, “Glad I didn’t embarrass

his fingers gently pinching her chin.

verbal sparring in the hall. She

Brielle’s cheeks began to rise as she felt that even the most vibrant flowers couldn’t compare to the faint smile in his

never knew a man