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 yourselves

into cotton, losing the

humble.

next to her, struggled to mask her resentment towards Brielle.

her cane beside

Chapter 92

“Brielle, don’t get so

at the table, where Max’s glass of water had long gone cold. She picked it up and took a sip. “I just have a few questions, and after that, you can

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

mastermind?”

itching to throw the fruit from the table at Brielle’s face. This despicable bitch was ignoring

only aggravated Emily

stomp on her foot. But Brielle was quick to dodge, retracting her

she almost screamed as she lunged

Brielle.

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,

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

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