Master of his heart

Chapter 95

Spencer picked up the call quickly, already at his suburban villa, having just had sex with Lillian, a way to soothe her.

Lillian lay gently in his arms, yet she couldn’t shake the desire to reach out to Max. She had to find a chance to talk to him.

The ringtone of her phone broke her train of thought. As the name. Emily flashed on the screen, a dark gleam crossed her eyes.

Spencer knew Emily worked at Dorsey International. Lillian had mentioned her before, but he hadn’t expected her to call him directly. “What’s up?”

Emily looked triumphantly at Brielle and raised her voice, “Mr. Spencer, I’m at Brielle’s place. Is the man in her bedroom you?”

Spencer’s grip on the phone tightened instantly, his tone turned menacing, “What man?”

“There’s a man in Brielle’s bedroom, but the door’s closed. I thought it. was you. If it’s not you, then who could it be? Aren’t you two engaged? Could it be she’s brought another man home?”

parade a hundred men around for all I care!” He hung up

every word clearly. She was secretly pleased, thinking keeping

out of the police station, now hiding

face paled with anger. He got up to dress, a wildfire of wrath spreading through him.

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stoop so low! What made her different from a prostitute

thought of breaking off the engagement was unbearable. How could he

breath hot with rage. Once dressed, he clenched

her arms around his waist, “Whatever decision you make, I’m with you, Spencer. In this life, you’re the only

man for me.”

context was implicitly

end, he pushed her back onto the bed. “Lillian, you’re the best. That… that woman can’t even compare to one of your fingers.”

saying this could he

he was the one being abandoned. He wouldn’t break off the engagement just to teach Brielle a lesson, to have the engagement hang over her, dragging her down until no other man dared marry