Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

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Chapter 213

Lillian was shaking all over, the sound of Connor’s voice still ringing in her ears, making

her feel so nauseated she wanted to vomit. She ran to the bathroom, but with nothing in

her stomach from the night before, there was nothing to bring up.

Catching her reflection in the mirror, she looked a mess, bruised all over. The lingerie she

had carefully chosen were torn to shreds.

The knocking at the door was growing louder, and she could even hear the two people she

had planted stirring the pot, making her blood boil with rage.

“That’s the room, I swear I saw Brielle dash in there, isn’t that the room of Mr. Connor from

Apex Dynamics?”

“Mr. Connor? Isn’t he the one who just lost his wife?”

“Ugh, she’d go for a guy like that? He gave me the creeps with the way he looked at me

last night. Brielle really isn’t picky, is she?”

The hallway was filled with young onlookers, all eager for some juicy gossip, especially if it

involved catching someone in a scandal. Even Spencer had been summoned.

Lillian had explicitly instructed her people to make sure Spencer showed up. Now there he

was, standing among the crowd with a dark expression, hardly able to believe Brielle could

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get involved with Connor.

Sure, Connor had money, but it was the kind of wealth that only fooled women with more

beauty than brains. Brielle had once been his fiancée; had she really sunk this low?

Strangely. Spencer felt a twisted sense of relief wash over him. It was as if the humiliation

he had suffered at Brielle’s hands was dissipating.

As the crowd looked on, it seemed they were trying to read something in his face. Spencer

pursed his lips. He had thought about reconciling with Brielle, but if she was truly this

disgusting, why bother trying to win her back?

“She’s no longer my fiancée. I agreed to end the engagement precisely because I knew

what kind of person she was, and this isn’t the first time she’s done something like this.”

Spencer’s mindset was bordering on pathological now. He felt disgusted that Brielle could

stoop so low and still deny him while maintaining a disdainful facade towards him in

public…

It was all Brielle’s fault, he thought. A twisted sense of joy crept into Spencer’s heart, and

he couldn’t help but let a smirk play on his lips, “Her affairs have nothing to do with me

anymore.”

The crowd nodded in agreement; they had heard the two were no longer engaged.

Someone suggested breaking down the door, and a few robust young men took the

initiative. kicking at it repeatedly. Those who had come for the spectacle were the types

who took pleasure in others‘ misfortune.

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Inside, Lillian jumped at the sound of the door being battered, desperate to find a hiding

place. But the room was too tidy, and here was nowhere to conceal herself.

Her eyes fell on the window, and she hurried to the bed. Without any clothes to wear, her

gown and lingerie having been torn to pieces, she wrapped herself in a bedsheet. She

moved to the window, but saw that the garden below was filled with people enjoying their

breakfast.

She was trapped.

Shivering. Lillian watched as the door nearly gave way and she shot a hateful glance at

Connor, “Mr. Connor, think of something, will you?”

Connor was still basking in the afterglow of the previous night. Though groggy, he

remembered the taste of this woman. “Lillian, why don’t you just settle down with me? I

won’t short–change you or Bri. How about fifty thousand a month in pocket money? What

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do you say?”

Lillian’s eyes were bloodshot with rage, itching to grab the vase nearby and smash it over

this man’s head.

Fifty thousand to sleep with her? He should take a long hard look in the mirror.

Fury made her scalp tingle, but she could only watch helplessly as the door was about to

give in. In a spark of desperation, she threw the bedsheet over her head, hoping it would

obscure her face from the onlookers.

At that moment, with a thunderous crash, the door broke open and fell. People saw the

disarray in the room and the woman hiding under the bedsheet and burst into laughter.

“Brielle, is it only now that you realize that you are a sight for sore eyes?”

“Disgusting. Can’t even skip hooking up at a party.”

“Mr. Connor, looks like you’ve bedded the honor student, huh?”

Connor was bewildered, but as he caught on, he understood Lillian’s ploy. No wonder she

hid her face–it was all a setup to frame Brielle.

Well, this worked out just fine. It would save him from Robert’s wrath.

A smug look spread across his pudgy face, “I’m about to tie the knot with Bri. What’s

wrong. with a newlywed couple enjoying themselves? Besides, Brielle was the one who

came onto me last night. It was absolutely intoxicating.”

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