Master of his heart

Chapter 125

“Is that her, munching away with Kenzo at the table?*

“Spencer’s fiancée, they say she’s a wild one.”

“Ha, hanging out with Tiffanie, what else can you expect but trouble?”

The clique wasn’t content with bad–mouthing Brielle. They dragged Tiffanie into their gossip as well.

Tiffanie’s mood soured instantly. In a swift motion, her hand flew up and smacked Sophia right across the face.

“Damn! Who’s this bitch spewing nonsense? Since when is sharing a meal a crime? Are you lot at Tequila Sunset just to sip on martinis and play saints? Gimme a break.”

The sound of the slap cut through the chatter like a knife.

Sophia, gripping her cheek in shock, couldn’t believe Tiffanie would lash out so irrationally. The hurtful words had come from the mouths of her companions, yet it was her face that stung from the strike. Her chest heaved with indignation, and spotting a sneer in Brielle’s eyes, she found her outlet.

funny? Thrilled with being

league, but putting Brielle in her place? That was child’s play.

heads with that? If a woman engaged to be married is what you call a cast–off, then what does that make her, the mistress

crowd bristled with anger at her words. Lillian as a mistress?

of you dining with Kenzo, and Spencer himself has admitted your indiscretions. And here you

had

she chuckled lightly, “I believe you owe me

to you? All Tessa has to do is whisper in Andrew’s ear, and I’m off the hook. Give up on trying to step over me, Brielle.”

rolled up to the scene. Sophia straightened up as if

drama unfolding. Aubree was at his side, arms crossed,

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