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.

Spencer? Ha, she’d been wanting to kick that

bit her lip so hard it

“You don’t need to update me on

scene where Lillian. went to great lengths during the first half of the banquet look like a clownish act.

glanced around; everyone’s expressions were subtle, and

come to an end at this point.

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farewell to Miranda, “Ms. Miranda, I shall

busied himself with ushering the quests out, watching Brielle leave

wasn’t just Lillian; the entire

among themselves, and even as they walked out, they couldn’t resist

belle of the ball taken away to the police

to the pillar

left without hesitation, her mission for the evening accomplished.

cut ties with the Haywood clan.

her engagement

to admire the floral walls arranged

knew her thoughts, the fainted Miranda might

passed the last floral wall

It was Max.

had left the hall, and, by

and quickened her pace to join

commented, “You really stole

smiled, and she couldn’t resist wrapping her arms around his

down, his fingers gently pinching her

but recall her verbal sparring in the hall. She was

as she felt that even the most vibrant flowers couldn’t compare to

man could