Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 513

Alivia felt the sting of the remark as if she’d been slapped across the face. Her chest heaved with barely contained emotion.

The society ladies who had just been showing off their Italian were now flushed with embarrassment. They had intended to make Brielle the butt of their joke, mocking her with a language they thought she couldn’t understand. To their chagrin, Brielle’s Italian was even more fluent than theirs.

The atmosphere turned awkward; the moment they had spoken, they had become the jesters of the evening.

Brielle wasn’t about to let Alivia off the hook. “Ms. Alivia, don’t you understand Italian?” she asked, her voice tinged with nonchalance.

The question cornered Alivia. Admitting she understood meant she knew the other women were ridiculing her, when she told Brielle they welcomed her. Claiming ignorance would suggest that she was less cultured than Brielle, who had mastered the language. Having presented herself as gracious and friendly towards Brielle all evening, choosing the former would expose Alivia’s duplicity to everyone.

Suppressing the turmoil within, Alivia managed a strained smile. “I really don’t understand. Did they say something unpleasant?” Her gaze swept innocently over the other guests, while the instigators avoided her eyes, shifting uncomfortably.

Barely holding back her rage, which felt like a taste of blood in her mouth, Alivia addressed the crowd. “Brielle’s not out often, and we rarely gather like this. This evening isn’t just a welcome party for Jaired; it’s also the first time Brielle’s been at a social event like this.”

From the moment Tessa had seen Brielle, her mood had

of Brielle’s impending disgrace. Unaware that Alivia had easily manipulated her emotions.

“Alivia, may I? I’ve heard this is a collector’s pride. I’ve been practicing a piece recently, and seeing this piano makes me want

who later joined the Haywood family, couldn’t compare. After all, would the Haywoods have ever provided her with a proper education?

course, this piano was indeed in a gallery before being brought here for a private

as she turned to Brielle. “Ms. Brielle, you play, don’t you? Since it’s our

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gathering, let’s relax with some

the other ladies were

it’s just a casual get–together among friends. If you’re practicing, Brielle, why not join