Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 874

Chapter 874

Alivia's tirade caught fire on social media, her cutting remarks rocketing to the top of the trending charts like they were doused in gasoline. Thumbs-up icons surged to a staggering count of seventy or eighty thousand. Emboldened by the virtual applause, a savage grin twisted Alivia's features.

"That girl's a real piece of work. My heart bleeds for Kenzo, dumped and then he's the one who has to leave."

"Wouldn't surprise me if that whole fiasco with Alivia before was Brielle's doing. Everyone knows she's the queen bee of dirty tricks."

"Brielle's reputation in Beaconsfield's elite is beyond redemption. She clawed her way up the social ladder on her back, if you know what I mean. How else could she have her own company? A nobody like her making it big? Please." "Compared to Alivia, she's not even on the same level."

With a few swift strokes on the keyboard, these four venomous comments shot up to the top of the hot list. Under her posts, a chorus of replies buzzed with curiosity, begging to know if she was an insider with the scoop. Stung by Chase's provocation, Alivia had lost all semblance of reason, her words a frenzied, venomous spew.

By the time Brielle caught wind of the trending frenzy, the storm had been raging for over an hour. She scrolled through the speculations swirling around her and Kenzo, her silence heavy.

She knew Kenzo had someone in his heart, but his muse's identity was a mystery to her. Their friendship dated back to college days, Kenzo's talent, gentleness, and reserved nature always shining through, especially when she needed a helping hand.

The account that was hopping mad with glee belonged to the same person, spouting confident lies that fooled many of her followers, who were now eagerly awaiting further juicy revelations.

reached its crescendo, and even Victoria chimed in anonymously with

knack for snagging men, that's for

wasn't as unhinged as Alivia, a single snide comment was her only jab before

to sit on her hands; she promptly sought out Murray. Murray, as taciturn as ever with a bandage

back stateside. We can arrange a meeting tonight, but you have to

up with a fervent glow, his cheeks flushed

him to boot up his computer, and he complied, obedient

everything to real names, and just hold that for

a simple task for a man of his caliber. Once Brielle left

to Premier Palace,

Max stepping out of his car. His calls had been frequent lately, and just the day after his return, he'd been summoned by the е Dorsey family. Whatever was discussed with Michael must have ended

ring Brielle up, insinuating she was a vixen for clinging to Max Brielle's

approach Max when his phone rang again. His brows knitted slightly as he answered. "Father, of course, I haven't forgotten about Brodie. Why else would I be dealing with the Dorsey family?" His tone was flat, his expression icy. "But

snippets of

away without stepping

had she settled in when a message