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.

Ha, she’d been wanting to kick

bit her lip so hard

update me on the details.

taken Lillian seriously at all, making the earlier scene where Lillian. went to great lengths during the first

were subtle, and the

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to bid farewell to Miranda, “Ms. Miranda, I

watching Brielle leave triumphantly, his resentful gaze as if it

tonight, it wasn’t just Lillian; the entire

even as they walked out, they couldn’t resist

of the ball

nailed themselves to the pillar of

her mission

ties with

annulled her engagement

admire the floral

the Haywoods knew her thoughts, the fainted Miranda might just wake up

last floral wall when she saw a

It was Max.

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

it amusing and quickened her pace to

speak, Max commented, “You

around his neck, “Glad I

his fingers gently pinching her chin.

recall her verbal sparring in the hall. She

even the most vibrant flowers couldn’t compare to

knew a man could