Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 184

Lillian’s lips curled into a smug grin as she uttered those words, only to see the window slide

down.

It wasn’t Max’s indifferent face that was revealed but Brielle’s.

Brielle had a smile on her face as her gaze fell on the slightly open neckline, carrying a meaningful expression. This kind of look felt like a slap, leaving Lillian bruised and battered.

Taking a step back in alarm, Lillian heard Brielle’s voice cut through, “Is this the kind of stunt you pulled to snag Spencer?”

Lillian thought last night was embarrassing enough, but this moment now was the ultimate humiliation.

They were both women; Brielle undoubtedly knew what Lillian had just been attempting.

Feeling a burning shame on her cheeks yet holding her ground, Lillian retorted with a sneer. “If it works, it works. Spencer always said you were dull and boring. Brielle, now I am the lady of the Haywood family. Your future days won’t be easy.”

Brielle withdrew her glance, chuckling lightly. “Even if I have it rough. I wouldn’t be caught dead throwing myself at a man in the middle of the street.”

Lillian felt the sting of humiliation, her nails digging into her palms, leaving trails of crimson, b

was dying to know why Brielle

you hooked up with Max?”

tone was a mix of anger and

Dorsey family, they would never let Brielle off

her envied Brielle for being close

almost bled from biting them, her

It was merely a coincidence that I ran into her, and

she hadn’t snagged Max, but Max’s

ludicrous, Brielle had sunk so low.

face twisted with mockery as she sized up Patrick

assistant, was a handsome man with some competence, but he

involve herself with such underlings.

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was just a bastard after

suspicions, figuring that Brielle’s appearance with Max was nothing but a chance encounter.

Max’s defending her was probably just out of distaste for

rife with conflict, and Max and Ryan were hardly on good terms. Lillian burst out laughing, her derision unmasked, “Colleagues? That’s rich. Everyone knows about the string of men Brielle

flitted over them, a contemptuous smirk