Chapter 80

Brielle’s legs tensed subtly as if she couldn’t hear the commotion outside the hall. It wasn’t until a disordered flurry of footsteps approached that she looked up to see three figures at the door, her brow crinkling in an

instant.

Miranda was the first to speak, trembling with fury. “What on earth is going on?! A young lady like you causing a scene that ends up with the police? If word gets out about some scandal, how are you going to find a decent marriage?”

Lillian, standing beside Miranda, reached out to gently pat her back. “Miranda, calm down. Let’s get the details first.”

Taking a deep breath, Miranda turned to the handcuffed man. His eyes shifted, especially when he caught sight of Lillian–she seemed familiar, as if he’d seen her around Sophia.

A sly grin spread across his face, sensing an opportunity. “So you must be my mother–in–law. Look, Brielle and I just had a lovers‘ quarrel. Please, talk some sense into her. This isn’t a good look for either of us.”

and started flipping through a series of intimate photos. “We’re actually quite

stranger flaunting a plethora of intimate pictures and looking every bit the

slightly, seizing her

on the man. “I

face stiffened, the glimmer of hope fading slowly. Was Brielle actually dismissive of

words?

your past escapades were bad enough, but to end up at the police station over some guy? You’ve

Dorsey family would plummet, especially

Cameron’s grip, her

hand, “Look at yourself. You’re no

neck was still wrapped in a scarf, her clothes in disarray,

bloodstains

hurried over, “Ms. Haywood, this isn’t Ms. Brielle’s fault. This isn’t

We’ll have someone call on the Rowland estate shortly, and we’ve also contacted Mr.

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