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.

neck, the corners of her lips curled

delicate flower,” Spencer

“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

rang. It was Spencer’s. From the corner

ID-Lillian.

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

then to panic. Brielle twirled a strand of hair in front

cursed under his breath, hung up the phone, and then angrily punched

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

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nor had he ever visited

future reaction, Brielle’s lips formed a

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

heading to your home?” Brielle rolled down the window and called out to his

check on

window, her eyes brimming with sarcasm. “Then you’d better take good

a moment before

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

annoyance.

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

However, she stumbled upon several used condoms

found a limited edition lipstick, a gift she’d

closing the compartment. She chose to ignore the blatant

only to watch helplessly as a traffic cop directed her

away.

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