Master of his heart

Chapter 73

On the other side, Lillian had been restless since she got into the car, fidgeting with the hem of her shirt, looking like she was bursting with something to say.

Cameron couldn’t resist her troubled look and gently prodded, “What’s wrong?”

With a bitten lip, Lillian voiced her nagging question, “Cameron, what did you mean about Aubree and Andrew?” Curiosity was killing her. If it was really as she thought, then what right did Aubree, the woman who hooked up with her own brother, have to boast in front of her? Lillian was determined to spread the word, to have the prestigious Clements family drag Aubree back for a grilling.

A sneer flickered in Lillian’s eyes as she thought of Aubree – another so–called debutante who, behind closed doors, was nothing but a slut. Just like Brielle, that shameless woman who’d throw herself at any man.

Her heart blazed with triumph, feeling like she already had them under her heel.

“Cameron, I’m just curious, please tell me?” Her voice softened, her fingers lightly tugging at Cameron’s sleeve.

“It was something I stumbled upon by chance. I was staying at a hotel on

relationship, right?” Lillian

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adults in their twenties, sharing a room. Does that sound reasonable to you? Andrew isn’t short on cash, and Aubree, being a foster daughter with no blood ties to

a slow smile. But this alone wasn’t enough – she needed more damning evidence. She wanted to drag Brielle’s reputation through

to Bri. These kind of friendships can

of a feather flock together, no wonder

contacts. [Hire a private investigator to dig into Andrew and Aubree. I suspect an affair, and this

eager to please her. So, upon receiving the message, they immediately set two private detectives on the task. This wasn’t nearly enough. To marry into the prestigious Dorsey family, she

number and shot her a message. [Hey sweetie, I just heard that Brielle’s getting into that