Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 195

Photos? It must’ve been the photos that got out.

Brielle’s scalp tingled with irritation, desperate to know the extent of their circulation.

Max lingered at the door, pinching the hotel keycard between his fingers, uncertain of Brielle’s stance towards Spencer. They were childhood sweethearts, always together, and though the engagement was broken off decisively, such intimate photos wouldn’t have leaked unless she gave Spencer a chance to be caught in the act. A chill spread through his heart. “If you need anything, just call the front desk.”

Brielle was at a loss for words. After he left, she glanced at her phone. Someone had sent her those photos, captured perfectly by the camera. Had she not been one of the subjects, she might have believed they were in a passionate embrace. She trembled with anger, and just then, Miranda’s call came through.

“Brielle! Didn’t you break off your engagement with Spencer? And here you are, playing us all for fools, I must say you’re quite the actress.”

Brielle hung up almost instantly, regretting her mishap with the answer button.

Cameron’s message followed, equally confrontational. [You ended things with Spencer publicly. and privately you jump into his bed. I knew you had a wild side, but I didn’t think you’d be so keen on being the other woman. Brielle, have you completely tossed aside all the etiquette and values taught by the Haywood family over the years?]

What upbringing did the Haywoods ever have?

Brielle found it laughable. She decided to block all the Haywoods‘ contacts. Out of sight, out of

mind.

What she didn’t expect was for Spencer to have the gall to reach out, asking to meet her. Seeing him now just irked her. Her brows furrowed, she tossed her phone aside, ignoring

everyone.

But Spencer was in no hurry. With the photos out, there were bound to be rumors, and the story of their broken engagement became even more tangled.

Spencer set down his phone, catching Faith’s suspicious gaze with a slight smirk. Faith felt conflicted seeing such photos, especially after the recent video scandal involving her son and Lillian. “Spencer, who took this pictures?”

Spencer had no intention of admitting it was a setup. “Who else but Brielle? She regrets. breaking off the engagement, always had feelings for me.”

Faith was torn between relief and worry. Brielle was preferable to Lillian, but Faith didn’t like her temperament. “She has feelings for you? She released this photos on purpose?”

It didn’t make sense, since Brielle had been so composed during the breakup.

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Impatience flashed across Spencer’s face as he stood up, “Women are fickle, mom. She released that video of me and Lillian to get my attention. Please do not meddle in my affairs.

Faith felt a pang of discomfort.

After Spencer left the Dorseys‘, he received a call from his uncle William, a rare occurrence throughout the years at the Dorsey family.

“Spencer, what’s this fuss about you and Brielle?”

Spencer frowned, why was everyone so concerned about him and Brielle? “She’s trying to get back together with me.

William went quiet for a moment, his annoyance palpable, “Really? I’ve heard Brielle’s got another man on the side.”

“Uncle William, those are just rumors.”

William’s expression darkened, and before him knelt a haggard woman, bound and gagged, unable to speak. Her eyes were wide with terror, looking fearfully at the man before her.

This woman was Sophia.

Sophia trembled all over, devoid of her former defiance, wishing she could bury her face in the ground. Her body bore lash marks and signs of abuse. William knew how to utterly destroy a Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

woman.