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

lip so hard it started to

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

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

were subtle, and the place

banquet had come to an

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not forgetting to bid farewell to Miranda,

sheer anger, while Robert busied himself with ushering the quests out, watching Brielle leave triumphantly,

it wasn’t just Lillian; the entire Haywood

walked out, they couldn’t resist looking back to enjoy

the ball taken away

Haywoods had nailed themselves to the

hesitation, her mission for

cut ties with the Haywood clan.

her engagement to

her pace to admire

fainted Miranda might just

floral wall when

It was Max.

and, by

quickened her

“You really stole the show tonight.”

around his neck, “Glad

fingers gently

help but recall her verbal sparring in the

the most

knew a man could