Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 3

Riding shotgun in Spencer’s car, Brielle’s mind was still replaying Max’s words.

Be careful not to get burned, huh?-

Her marriage to Spencer was an arrangement made by their families. The Dorsey family held an unrivaled position in Beaconsfield, while the Haywoods barely made the top ten. Next to the Dorseys, they were essentially small fry.

Her little stunt had allowed her to let off some steam, but it also meant she’d crossed one of the most untouchable figures in the circle of the elite.

The rain was pouring down, reducing visibility, and within two miles, traffic had slowed to

a crawl.

Spencer, already in a foul mood, frowned upon seeing her bundled up in a turtleneck, her chin almost disappearing into her collar.

“Is that what you’re wearing?”

It was early fall, hardly the season for turtlenecks. Despite Brielle’s striking looks, it was a

bit odd.

Thinking of the love bite Max had left on her neck, the corners of her lips curled up. “Yeah,” it’s chilly with the rain.”

“Such a delicate flower,” Spencer muttered, his irritation growing.

Brielle’s pale fingers brushed her collar. “Haven’t been to the office these past two weeks?” Spencer despised her tone, as if nothing mattered to her. “It’s none of your business where I go.” He honked the horn twice in quick succession, feeling like sharing the confined space with Brielle was pure torture.

The phone rang. It was Spencer’s. From the corner of her eye, Brielle noticed the caller

ID-Lillian.

immediately upon answering. “Lillian, you’re up? Don’t go out in this awful weather. You have a fever? How bad is

voice went from joy to concern, then to panic. Brielle twirled a strand of hair in front of

up the phone, and then angrily

gone up to her apartment just now, he would have

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nor had

reaction, Brielle’s lips formed

the car key out and, without bothering with an umbrella,

Brielle rolled down the

to check on her. After

the window, her eyes brimming with sarcasm. “Then

a moment before disappearing into

the rainstorm outside and turned to find that Spencer had taken

annoyance.

move, but her car was stuck, quickly attracting a chorus of honks

car. However, she stumbled upon several

gift she’d once given to Lillian. Only

She chose to ignore the blatant

stepped out of the car, soaked through by the rain, only to watch helplessly

away.

with nowhere to hide, she wiped the rain from her face and was about to make

beside her.

conspicuous series of 1, and a small flag next to it. That flag signified that the car could freely enter

slipped into the car “Uncle Max, what

fingers idly playing with the black rosary

be more of a devil than