Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 360

“Brielle’s been your fiancée for a decade, and you don’t even know her favorite things. Spencer, oh Spencer, why are you snooping around now? It’s none of your business anymore, you

know?”

Spencer’s face soured, but he swallowed his anger. He was willing to go back to Brielle. “Shouldn’t she feel honored? Now she’s got nothing, is not the Haywood heiress anymore, and is reclusive by nature. I’m ready to embrace her, and that’s her luck,” he thought.

Aubree noticed his displeasure, and her lips curled into a cold smirk. “Are you looking to chase her now? Too late. Bri’s got herself a real catch. I bet you can’t hold a candle to him, not in looks and probably not in bed either.”

Aubree was always blunt to the point of disrespect, even casting a derisive glance at a certain part of Spencer’s anatomy.

Spencer felt like he’d been slapped in the face and stood up abruptly. “Aubree!”

He was shaking with fury, and his lips were turning white from the humiliation. No man could stand such an affront to his pride, especially when he considered himself quite capable in the bedroom. Taking a deep breath, he tried to calm the storm inside.

Aubree wasn’t scared of him. She took a casual sip of her drink, feeling utterly bored with the

situation.

Dorsey men are truly heartless. You were hot and heavy with Lillian, and even conspired to deceive Bri. Now, with Lillian gone and her parents still at the police station, here you are, inquiring about your ex–fiancée’s preferences. What woman would want a

If it weren’t for her connection to the Clements family, he would not let this woman

Aubree was a clear mistake.

Interested in him now, he was determined to win her

bar, he was still fuming when he

“Back off!”

“Don’t touch me!”

like Brielle’s. He approached quickly and kicked the persistent man to the

man cursed but recognized Spencer and slunk away.

Chapter 360

Despite being drunk, she wasn’t completely out of it. Looking up at Spencer, her eyes lit up. “Hey,

looks were nothing like Brielle’s renowned beauty. She

was a blur. By the time he snapped back to reality, he had already taken the woman to a hotel

covered her face with his suit jacket, knowing she was willing, and fiercely gripped

had a delicate and pretty appearance, not totally naive and was well aware of the intentions they both had. They had just met outside a bar and as mature adults, spending the night at

and he seemed to be fascinated by her voice. Therefore, she let herself go and

idea about Brielle’s voice in bed, but this woman’s voice was surprisingly similar

were not only perverse, but also quite sordid.