Master of his heart

Chapter 27

The air at the dinner table was thick with unspoken tension, which erupted violently when Miranda suddenly lost her cool. She grabbed Brielle by the hell have you been up to outside this house?”

ollar of her blouse. “What the

Brielle had only just finished a tryst with Max the night before, and the faint marks that had begun to fade were now a vivid crimson. As her collar was yanked open, those damning marks were exposed to the scrutinizing eyes of everyone present.

Miranda froze, then, unable to contain her fury, she slapped her daughter across the face. “How could I have raised a daughter like you! Get out! Get out of

my sight!”

It was all over. Her daughter had been fooling around behind the back of the Dorsey family’s son. If Faith got wind of this, the Haywoods would be in jeopardy.

Faith, who never tolerated any nonsense, would never allow her son to marry a fickle

woman.

How did things get this bad? Miranda’s fingertips quivered with the urge to s

she found herself powerless, torn between regret for raising such daughter and resentment towards Brielle’s

mouth where the slap had landed harder than ever before. She should feel heartbroken, but instead, there was a

scene, felt like she’d just won the lottery. Brielle, always so prim and proper, had been cavorting with someone behind closed doors. She feigned shock, covering

calmly fixed her slightly disheveled hair, “My fiancé has been keeping a bitch as his mistress on the side. Why shouldn’t I get my revenge? Spencer, you were

and yet made Brielle willing to break off her engagement,

for

a metallic taste in his mouth, as if tasting blood. His fiancée was ready to toss him aside for a male prostitute. It was an embarrassment, a slight that made him feel an unfamiliar pang of hurt. She even said that male prostitute was irresistible, words that

enough? Was his family not

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piercing, “I will

that he couldn’t stand to stay there

changed

of that detestable male escort. If he ever found that gigolo, he would make

her frustration. Yet, seeing the color drain from Lillian’s face brought her a twisted sense of satisfaction. So, Lillian, his long-term mistress, meant so little to Spencer

wasn’t enough. She remembered the rage and humiliation of catching them together.

ocean.

promiscuous and yet refusing to break off the engagement. Seems like you have a taste

swept over the shocked faces around her. She gracefully picked

The Dorseys probably wouldn’t hear about this shameful affair right away, as no one present would want to spread such disgraceful news. Except

Brielle didn’t care anymore. Things had escalated to a point of no

to break free from them sooner. And somehow, she had always suspected Spencer wouldn’t let go of their engagement so easily. He had been talking

took action.