Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 185

Patrick gripped the steering wheel with barely contained frustration. “Ms. Brielle, please don’t sell yourself short.”

Sell herself short?

Did Patrick really think she was better than Lillian?

Sure, she could admit that she was more capable than Lillian when it came to work, but when it came to charming men, Lillian had a natural gift.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have Spencer wrapped around her finger, acting like he was under some kind of love spell, or have Cameron willing to play the fool.

Brielle lacked confidence in that department, so most of the time she just consoled herself by saying she was walking a different path than Lillian.

Even if she looked down on Lillian’s man–catching tactics, maybe that’s exactly what the guys went for?

She remained silent all the way to the Premier Palace, both of them engulfed in their own thoughts.

Meanwhile, Lillian returned to the Haywood estate with a sour expression.

Miranda couldn’t help but stand up when she saw her. “Lillian, where have you been?”

Haywoods had just bailed Lillian out from the police

hand, she couldn’t believe Lillian would do something so reckless, but the evidence presented

Lillian might have just taken a wrong turn, probably pushed

case, it had to be Brielle’s

you know? Brielle’s been

she spoke, her face was smug, her

disbelief, clutching her hand. “Lillian, are you

sure. I just caught them outside. Brielle and that driver were sitting in the car, all lovey–dovey without Max. It was absolutely

even feeling a sense of dread that Brielle might have a brighter future than her

acclaim at last night’s banquet, coming out on top.

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thing she seemed to lose was the engagement to Spencer, but it was clear that Brielle herself didn’t

Brielle might have found a more powerful ally, but now, hearing she

level. Keep Spencer happy,

over Spencer, that she had bigger fish to fry, and that

the knot with Max sooner

worried that voicing these thoughts would unsettle

Haywoods were

but even Faith seemed