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.”

whipped out his phone and started flipping through a series of intimate photos. “We’re

every bit the part of a street thug. Her blood boiled, and she raised a hand to

her wrist

her gaze drifting past the group to settle on the man. “I

hope fading slowly. Was Brielle actually

words?

your past escapades were bad enough, but to end up at the police station over some guy? You’ve dragged the Haywood name through the mud. You better settle this quietly before Spencer finds

this, Brielle’s chances of marrying into the Dorsey family would plummet, especially since Faith had already taken

under Cameron’s

released her hand, “Look at yourself. You’re

a scarf, her clothes in disarray, her feet shod in slippers–but

bloodstains on the

isn’t Ms. Brielle’s fault. This isn’t just a lovers‘ spat

the Rowland family. We’ll have someone call on the

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