Chapter 156

He began to meticulously recall every moment, every nuance of his years with Brielle.

Why had he gotten entangled with Lillian in the first place? Perhaps it was because Brielle always seemed so distant, her laughter devoid of warmth, as if she were trampling on his pride.

Brielle never needed tutoring, so when he showed up at her doorstep, brimming with

enthusiasm and homework in hand, she would simply cross her arms and coolly ask him where he was struggling.

Her independence didn’t quite fit the traditional mold of femininity. In contrast, Lillian clung to him daily with questions and would then look up at him with adoration, inflating his ego to soaring heights.

Everything he couldn’t get from Brielle, he received from Lillian. What was so wrong about liking Lillian? Brielle’s body had been sullied by others.

Spencer felt a mix of disgust and anger. Seeing Brielle walk away without a backward glance only intensified the surge of resentment within him.

He would make Brielle regret this; he would make those men who had tempted her behind his back pay.

of rage, he punched

Max’s car, her

inside, fuming with rage. She had planned to take the day off,

time.

Brielle. Then he approached Max’s car and shouted through the window. *Uncle Max, I stopped by the family estate last night, and grandpa asked me

“What is it?”

sides are keen on arranging a dinner. He tried calling you, couldn’t get through, and Patrick’s line was busy. Knowing you’re busy, he

one who spread the video, had been

sneer crossed his eyes. “I hope this time, Uncle Max, you won’t plead for Tiffanie. Aunt Victoria is quite furious this

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a beat upon hearing this. Tiffanie was being punished? Didn’t she

anxiously looked at Max, only to hear him ask indifferently. “Locked up in the attic

Spencer

straight ahead, said coldly, “Drive.”

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