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.

thought she couldn’t live without Spencer? Ha, she’d been wanting to kick that man

bit her lip so hard

don’t need to update me on the details. Just

scene where Lillian. went to great

everyone’s expressions were subtle, and the

to an end

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Chapter 170

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

with ushering the quests out, watching Brielle leave triumphantly, his resentful gaze as if it

just Lillian; the entire Haywood clan would become a laughingstock.

even as they walked out, they couldn’t resist looking back to enjoy the Haywoods‘

the ball taken away

to the pillar of shame.

hesitation, her mission for

ties with

her engagement

pace to admire the floral walls

Haywoods knew her thoughts, the fainted Miranda might just wake

had just passed the last floral wall when she saw a man

It was Max.

hall, and, by

and quickened her pace

could speak, Max commented, “You

and she couldn’t resist wrapping her arms around

down, his fingers gently pinching

verbal sparring in the hall. She was

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

a man