Chapter 92

Brielle felt the top button of her blouse choking her and raised her hand to unfasten it, but Max caught her wrist, “Or maybe try a different

outfit.”

A smirk played at the corners of Brielle’s mouth; his possessiveness was baffling at times.

She turned and grabbed a light turtleneck sweater from her closet, not showing any sign of bashfulness as she stripped off the one she was wearing. After changing, she twirled in front of him, “Is this better?”

Max averted his gaze, his naturally long lashes casting a shadow, “Barely.”

Rolling her eyes inwardly, Brielle walked towards the living room, making sure to grab her cane.

She shut the bedroom door behind her with a soft click.

Sophia and Emily had been waiting impatiently outside the door, their hands raised to knock again when it swung open.

lightly, then offered a cool smile, “Make yourselves at home. Don’t be shy.”

to directly give Brielle a piece of her mind, but upon encountering Brielle’s smile, it felt like punching into cotton, losing the intended impact. She glanced around the modest room,

humble.

to mask

the couch, placing her cane beside her, “Come in, don’t just stand there

Chapter 92

in, “Brielle, don’t get so

up and took a sip. “I just have a

found a comfortable position, eyes fixed on the two visitors. “Who’s the accomplice and

mastermind?”

from the table at Brielle’s face.

casual demeanor only

Emily moved forward, aiming to stomp on her foot. But Brielle was quick

almost

Brielle.

throw me back to the police station. Emily, I don’t care what beef you have with Brielle, but if you don’t help me wrap this up, I’ll never let you off the

rage. She shot a disdainful look at Brielle, planning her revenge for after this was all over, but for now,

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