Chapter 17

Strangely, a bout of discomfort washed over Brielle’s heart.

Spencer was in a hurry to find Lillian, so after exchanging pleasantries, he and Cameron took their leave. As soon as they left, Andrew lowered his head to light a cigarette.

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“Speaking of Alivia, you two really are in sync, wearing the same black rosaries for so

many years.”

Brielle looked down and stepped back.

Andrew, ever the stirrer, couldn’t resist a jibe, “This little canary, up close she really is a looker. No wonder you haven’t snuffed her out He didn’t miss the marks on Brielle’s neck, clearly the handiwork of Max’s roughhousing.

quickly composed herself, and with feigned delicacy, she clung to Max’s arm, “Uncle Max, I was so nervous, afraid that my fiancé

cigarette drop to the floor. Andrew’s face showed rare frustration, his gaze towards Max indescribable. The girl might be pretty, but she was a bit too affected for his taste. He really didn’t get what

leaned in slightly, murmuring, “Your choice

inwardly. He really fell for that act. The romantic thoughts climbing in her heart shattered at the mention of Alivia. She adjusted her

a strong hand reached out,

eyes as he dialed her number. He rarely contacted this sister; after all, he had been the sole heir

pleased, but Brielle’s only use was that she

a frail voice

put away his phone and turned around, wrapping his arms

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