Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

No sooner had Victoria's words hung in the air than she whipped out her phone and dialed the Dorsey family's security team. Alivia didn't even make it to the front gate before she was promptly shown the door. She never imagined Victoria would one day turn on her and

kick her out with such disdain. Humiliation washed over her in waves.

Seething with anger and no place to vent, Alivia turned to the internet, continuing her tirade against Brielle with renewed vigor. After a dozen venomous posts, she was gearing up for more when she noticed something alarming every online handle had changed to real names. The cloak of anonymity had been stripped away, leaving everyone exposed. The online crowd was in a frenzy.

"What's going on? Did this app just go full real-ID on us? Why's my name showing?"

"Same here, and no warning? Just great."

"Oh no, is my boss gonna see what I said about them?"

"Have you guys checked out Alivia's Twitter? It's a total train wreck!"

someone

now bore her own name for all to see. Especially that one line 'She's nowhere near my level.' The more netizens had agreed with it before, the more it backfired now. And that so-called

of her comments didn't seem to come from a place of concern for her

before was disgusting, but

how to lower

and there's

were her, I'd be looking for a rock to

canceling an account was a hassle, requiring all sorts of verification and taking hours to process. It was far too late to hide her shame. With eyes bloodshot and teeth clenched, she read the comments, completely losing her grip

were true, Brielle was being wronged big time. After all, the official word from Dorsey International was that she had turned down Max's

second glance?

on Brielle, everyone agreed that Max dodging a bullet by not ending up with Alivia was a wise move. The gossip brewed overnight, and Brielle's Twitter exploded with an additional hundred thousand comments

lineage, and striking features would stand out