Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 215

Brielle had no idea what had just transpired, but she faintly caught her name being whispered. She glanced at the astonished crowd outside, a sly smile curling on her lips. “Morning, folks. Up with the dawn, I see.”

Their expressions changed in a heartbeat. If this clean, neatly dressed, and poised individual was Brielle, then who was the woman shrouded in the bedsheet?

These trust fund kids were sharp as tacks. Their minds raced, piecing together the sordid puzzle.

That mysterious woman deliberately remained silent. Hearing them say it was Brielle, she tacitly accepted it. Wasn’t this an attempt to make Brielle take the blame?

Had Brielle not shown up in the elevator, everyone would have believed she was the one who had a fling with Connor last night.

Raising an eyebrow, Brielle turned to Spencer and then to the covered figure, her voice laced with mock curiosity, “Is this your new girlfriend, Mr. Spencer?”

Her words slapped Spencer as if leaving a physical mark on his pride.

The crowd remembered how Spencer had just identified the woman under the sheets as Brielle. If it wasn’t her, then who was it?

that was out of line.” someone chided. “You

all. So, who is this shameless person? Doing such disgraceful things and expecting someone else to take the blame?”

see her face! Do it, now!”

was getting riled up, feeling

word until she felt someone tugging at her bedsheets. In panic, she stumbled backward. “No, stop!

two and

family’s banquet, where Brielle had exposed their true

just revolting, trying to frame Brielle.”

be a habit for her; she’s

even accused Brielle of being promiscuous. Turns out it was her all along? God, if I were Brielle. I’d

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already out there. Fuming, Lillian yanked the sheet off

spent the night, right? This realization filled her with spite, an urge to lash out at them both.