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.

Max had left on her neck, the

Spencer muttered, his

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

rang. It was Spencer’s. From the corner of her

ID-Lillian.

“Lillian, you’re up? Don’t

to panic. Brielle twirled a strand of hair in front of her, not

cursed under his breath, hung up the

found his frustration amusing. If he’d gone up to her apartment just now,

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nor had

Brielle’s lips formed a

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

Brielle rolled down the window and called out to

sick; I need to check on her. After all,

the window, her eyes brimming with sarcasm. “Then you’d

a moment before disappearing into the

useless. She watched the rainstorm outside and turned to find that Spencer had taken the keys with him. Her brow

annoyance.

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

umbrella, and got out the car. However, she stumbled upon several used condoms wedged

a limited edition lipstick, a gift she’d once given

closing the compartment. She chose to

of the car, soaked through by the rain, only to watch helplessly as a traffic cop directed her

away.

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