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.

an eyebrow lightly, then offered a cool smile, “Make

a piece of her mind, but upon encountering Brielle’s smile, it felt like punching into cotton, losing the intended

humble.

next to her, struggled to mask her

with a measured pace and settled on the couch, placing her cane beside her, “Come in, don’t just stand there at the door.”

Chapter 92

“Brielle, don’t get

up and took a sip. “I just have a few

and found a comfortable position, eyes fixed on the two visitors.

mastermind?”

itching to throw the fruit from

only aggravated Emily further.

aiming to stomp on her foot. But Brielle was

and she almost screamed as she lunged

Brielle.

“Andrew sent us to apologize. If you don’t play along, he’ll throw me back to the police station. Emily, I don’t care what beef

Brielle, planning her revenge for after this was all over, but for

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