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.

love bite Max had left on her neck, the

a delicate flower,” Spencer muttered, his irritation

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

phone rang. It was Spencer’s. From the corner

ID-Lillian.

immediately upon answering. “Lillian, you’re up? Don’t go

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

his breath, hung up the phone, and

frustration amusing. If he’d gone up to her apartment just now, he would have discovered her scandalous

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interest in her affairs, nor

future reaction, Brielle’s lips formed

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

to your home?” Brielle rolled down the window

to check on her. After all, Lillian is your

sarcasm.

a moment before disappearing into

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

annoyance.

ahead began to move, but her car was stuck, quickly attracting

the car. However, she stumbled upon several used condoms wedged in the seat’s

gift she’d once given to Lillian. Only thirty

She chose to ignore the

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

away.

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