Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 14

Brielle suddenly lost her appetite. She didn’t have the energy to listen to Spencer’s rage anymore. She went straight to her bedroom, changed her clothes, and stepped out.

Spencer was still in a raging fury, answering Lillian’s call at the same time. When he turned and saw Brielle heading out the door, he frowned, “Where the hell do you think you’re going this late? Can’t you show a little decency? Are you that desperate for a guy?!”

Brielle was already infuriated with his antics. “Whether I’m desperate or not, you wouldn’t know, would you? What’s the matter, I’m not allowed to find myself some company when you’re out with other sluts?”

Spencer’s pupils dilated slightly. In a fit of anger, he threw his phone towards her. “Say that one more time! Who are you calling a slut?!” Even now, he was defending Lillian.

The elevator doors had closed, and the phone smashed against the wall, spiderwebbing

the screen.

Brielle held back her frustration. Through the elevator glass, she could see the faint marks on her neck. She was so flustered by Spencer’s outburst that she’d left the apartment in a

low-cut top.

However, the thought that these marks were Max’s handiwork, a sweet revenge, was oddly satisfying. Everyone treated her like a pushover, but they never considered that one day this pushover would grow sharp teeth.

Feeling somewhat relieved, she got in her car, and right on cue, Aubree called. “Bri, asleep yet, or up for some drinks?”

Aubree had just returned from abroad. She was Brielle’s only real friend, and her nigh was always vibrant.

“You’re back in town?”

Starting the car, Brielle thought a drink might do her good. Her celebration had been so rudely interrupted, she’d simply celebrate elsewhere.

back? Does she forget

affair half a month ago, she immediately told Aubree. At that time, Aubree couldn’t

on social media, but Brielle

the Clements fortune, had a wide social circle. One post from

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entire elite

revenge enough.

been treating her like she’s the apple of

What does

the entrance. Aubree was dressed to kill, her allure starkly contrasting

the marks on Brielle’s neck and raised an eyebrow, “No way, you still go down on Spencer after

“It wasn’t Spencer.”

and she gasped in

a safe distance from other men. She even once declared she’d wait until her wedding night. And now, in no time at all, she’d gone behind Spencer’s back

–

relationships were just that simple went for it when

during her time abroad,

he? Tsk, those marks have faded. Must have

public and pulled her toward a secluded booth. However, Aubree grabbed her hand and nodded

saw Lillian being hassled by a few men. Lillian still wore that fragile expression, biting her lip as if on the verge of tears. A few drunk men

was renowned in Beaconsfield, and they had a membership system-your needed to shell out a

card, obviously bankrolled

narrowed her eyes. She had created billions in assets for Dorsey International over