Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 512

Alivia’s lips curved Into a sly smile as she reveled in the admiration that flowed her way. Every woman had her vanity, and Jaired’s words had restored the dignity she felt she had lost that

evening.

Among those seated, several harbored resentment towards Alivia for her typically haughty demeanor. Now, witnessing Jaired’s doting, almost groveling behavior, their grudges seemed to deflate like a balloon. No one dared to cross the mighty Riddle family.

Alivia sat tall and poised, remaining at the epicenter of the circle of society ladies, basking in

their envious stares.

They all looked down on Brielle, thinking she was nothing more than a gold digger who had latched onto a catch. Yet, they all envied her, for she seemed to have it all. With this thought, Alivia’s spirits lifted.

Tonight was Jaired’s welcome–back party, but it was also a casual get–together among friends, free from the usual pretense. The women chatted about wine, art, music, and travel.

was light, Brielle approached the group. The society ladies, who already held her in

up and took her hand with feigned closeness. “Brielle, you might not know everyone here. Let me introduce you. This is the darling of Summit Enterprises, and this lady is the director of CoreTech Innovations. Next to her is the heiress of Prestige Hardware,” said

it, her

causing trouble for Brielle out of respect for Max, but with him not. by her side,

a point to highlight the prestigious positions of the women present while reducing Brielle to

was recently fired from Dorsey International, and didn’t even have the title of director to her name anymore. Now, her identity was nothing more than Max’s girlfriend–a mere extension of

mortified, but Brielle scanned the seated

face darkened at her poise. Some of the other ladies were irked, too. Why should Brielle look at them that way, as if she were

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of them smirked and spoke up in Italian. “Alivia, why bother with her? Her presence is an insult to our

had been groomed in the finest institutions; speaking multiple languages was second nature to them. The others were emboldened, knowing Brielle wouldn’t understand, and that even if she complained to Max, she’d have nothing to say.

in, still in Italian.