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.

of the love bite Max had left on her neck, the corners of her

delicate flower,” Spencer muttered,

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

From the corner of her eye, Brielle noticed

ID-Lillian.

the impatience he showed her, Spencer’s face softened immediately upon answering. “Lillian, you’re up?

went from joy to concern, then to panic. Brielle twirled a strand of hair in

the phone, and then angrily

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

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affairs, nor had he

reaction, Brielle’s

yanked the car key out and, without bothering with an

heading to your home?” Brielle rolled down the

to check on her. After all, Lillian is your

window, her eyes brimming with sarcasm. “Then

a moment before disappearing

She watched the rainstorm outside and turned to find that Spencer had taken the

annoyance.

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

the car. However, she stumbled upon several used condoms wedged in the seat’s crevice. Her face turned pale,

glove compartment, she found a limited edition lipstick, a gift she’d once given to Lillian.

compartment. She chose to ignore the blatant

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

away.

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