Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Cameron breathed a sigh of relief. It’s indeed a little abrupt. “No worries, take your time to

think it over.”

Spencer’s face darkened with fury at the side. The woman who frequented his bed was now considering settling down with another man. How had he never noticed Cameron’s affection for Lillian before?

But besides Cameron’s feelings, the instigator that brought this to light was even more despicable. He shot Brielle a venomous glare, but she remained as cool as if it was just another day.

While they were talking, Brielle had finished her meal, delicately wiping the corners of her mouth with a napkin. “Now that we’ve discussed my brother’s business, let’s talk about mine, shall we? Spencer, don’t you have something to say?”

in seize Spencer stiffened, his face turning a shade paler. Brielle wasn’t seriously going this chance to trap him in marriage, was she? Disgust swept through him, and suddenly, he lost his appetite completely.

‘Brielle, are you itching to get hitched with me or what?” he asked, his tone dripping with disdain, though he was careful to keep it subdued out of respect for the Haywood family.

Lillian, who was on the sidelines, heard this and clenched her fists secretly in anger. Brielle, that bitch, no wonder she purposely talked about her and Cameron tonight. It turned out she wanted to marry Spencer herself. Lillian’s fingernails dug into her pal marring the skin.

Lillian used to deliberately lead Brielle to find out about her and Spencer, and even lur Brielle to that villa so she could catch them in bed together.

Back then, while Spencer was complaining about Brielle’s dullness, he was fucking Lillia good and hard. And Brielle had stood at the door, her face ashen.

Lillian had thought she won easily, but tonight reminded her that as long as Spencer’s engagement stood, she would always be the mistress lurking in the shadows. She couldn’t accept that.

Brielle hadn’t expected Spencer to twist her words so, and seeing his face that was filled with aversion, she found it almost laughable. This man was far too full of himself.

“It’s not about getting married. It’s about breaking off the engagement.”

Once she returned to Dorsey International, Faith and Miranda, and even Spencer’s father would be after her. It’s better to dump him first than be dumped, at least to save some dignity.

Spencer froze, and after a moment, felt an unbearable sense of humiliation. It was a

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humiliation that struck out of nowhere, and the memory of the marks he’d seen on Brielle’s neck surged forward like a slap in the face. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

The woman he had no desire to bed, had been with another man.

He felt rage and bitterness. Who would want to sleep with such a log? She must be frigid in bed

The jab hit a raw nerve, and he lashed out without thinking “Brielle, what, got a taste for those male prostitutes, did you? How low can you get? You are engaged to me, yet you’ve been with other men. The mere thought of you makes me sick.”

His words cast an eerie silence over the room. Miranda, already in shock, felt the room spin as she processed this new revelation.

With a fiancé as eligible as Spencer, her daughter was still fooling around. She couldn’t believe it, fear creeping into her disbelief as she demanded confirmation. “Is what Spencer’s saying true?”

Brielle laughed lightly, surprised Spencer would bring such matters into the open. The nerve of him.

“Spencer, don’t you have someone you like? Or are you just playing the field, with no intention of marrying?”

Her words not only hit Spencer but grazed Lillian too. Lillian fought to keep her expression neutral, her jaw clenched tight. She tried to convince herself that Brielle was just trying to drive a wedge between them.

Spencer loved her, and he had made promises. He surely wanted to marry Brielle, sticking to him like gum on a shoe, impossible to shake off.

just

Spencer was caught off guard by this statement, and almost instinctively, he answer. Of course, he wanted to marry Lillian. But then he caught sight of Brie smile, and the promise died on his lips.

What was happening to him?