Master of his heart

Chapter 7

Brielle and Lillian indeed grew up in the same orphanage and were as close as sisters.

They celebrated life’s little victories and consoled each other’s defeats as if they were blood. On Brielle’s seventh birthday, a two-year younger Lillian had saved up enough to buy a $13 cake. It was the cheapest of the cheap, the kind of cake where you could still taste the bitterness of economy in the frosting And when Lillian brought it out, clumsy as she was, it tumbled to the ground, a heap of broken dreams.

They sat there, tears mingling with laughter, making a pinky promise-when they had the means, they would feast on the finest cakes and cherish every birthday like a treasure.

So, when the Haywoods found Brielle on her tenth birthday, she didn’t hesitate to bring Lillian along, pleading with the Haywoods to enroll them both in school.

In different classes but never apart, the girls were inseparable. But the corrupting allure of wealth can change a person. Those who once fretted over every meal suddenly found themselves in opulence, and their hearts hardened.

“Miranda, Lillian’s cheeks flushed with guilt, her eyes brimming with tears.

Brielle thought of the used condoms in the car, and the deliberately left lipstick, “Mom, since you like her so much, why don’t you adopt her as your daughter?”

It was a retort made in anger. Yet, a flicker of serious consideration passed through Miranda’s eyes.

Brielle felt a sting of humiliation, sharp as a thorn. She’d forgotten that in this house, Lillian was the golden child. Even the house staff couldn’t stop singing her praises.

given her heart and soul to

playing the damsel

giving you three days to move out of that villa,” Brielle suppressed her anger, feeling as if her mouth was filled with

always felt like she burdened her family by bringing Lillian back. So, no matter what she did, she wanted to be the

sneered inwardly. The villa had been a gift from Spencer-what right did

her face, biting her lips. “Bri, please don’t be angry, I’ll

desire to watch the performance. She stood up, “I won’t keep

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held Lillian close, “Bri, what’s gotten

fault. I had nowhere to live, so I moved into Spencer’s villa in the

filled Miranda’s eyes, “Spencer has so many properties. Lillian can stay in one. It is no big

yours

voice steady, “then maybe Lillian should

heaved with anger. “You’re becoming

from her. On the other hand,

And while you’re at it, check how many times she’s slept with Spencer in that

her mouth, Miranda’s hand flew

at eighteen, you all were heartbroken. If that’s the case, I might as well make it a double celebration and leave Spencer to

daughter who had always been

was already at the door, Lillian’s sobs, apologies, and Miranda’s

can’t believe Bri would fabricate

on Brielle as she clutched

car, she licked her dry lips, tasting blood. With

away.

her again? I told you, she’s with me because I forced her. If you’ve got a problem, take it out on

missing a beat, Brielle slapped

with the impact, his chiseled jawline swelling. The