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.

without Spencer? Ha, she’d been wanting to kick that man

her lip so hard it started to

heard Brielle’s indifferent voice, “You don’t need to update me on the details. Just follow the procedures.”

as if she hadn’t taken Lillian seriously at all, making the earlier scene where Lillian. went to great lengths during the

around; everyone’s expressions were subtle, and the place was

had come to an end at

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to Miranda, “Ms. Miranda, I shall

from sheer anger, while Robert busied himself with ushering the quests out, watching Brielle leave triumphantly, his resentful gaze as if it could pierce

the entire Haywood

themselves, and even as they walked out,

the belle of the ball

Haywoods had nailed themselves to the pillar of shame.

without hesitation, her mission for the evening accomplished.

ties with

she annulled her

feeling good, slowing her pace to admire

thoughts, the fainted Miranda might just wake up again.

had just passed the last floral wall when she

It was Max.

too had left the hall, and, by chance, their paths were the

it amusing and quickened her pace to

she could speak, Max commented, “You really stole

couldn’t resist wrapping her arms around his

looked 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 the faint smile in his

man could be so