Chapter 157

To Brielle, the pianist seemed like the innocent party, constantly rebuffing Victoria’s advances from start to finish.

Victoria, regardless of everything, attended every performance, encountered a sudden disaster herself, and in the end, she married the man she admired while carrying a baby.

While Victoria’s plight could stir sympathy for any woman, the most innocent of them all was Everett, who’d been rejecting her all along. But alas, the Dorsey clan wielded too much power.

No wonder Victoria had no love for Tiffanie: her birth held such a tainted tale.

Brielle felt a pang in her heart, thinking of Tiffanie’s current temperament, undoubtedly shaped by a sustained lack of affection.

Max. probably tired of squinting, rested his chin on her shoulder, “Everett had someone he was fond of, and was about to get engaged, but the Dorseys forced him to break it off. Next thing. he’s hitched to Victoria. He resents the Dorseys, you know. And Victoria, she’s so love–crazed that even a marriage trapping him seems satisfying to her.”

“He resents the Dorseys?”

they must share a bed

such hatred when even the most private facets of his life were being dictated and his pride ruthlessly crushed.

hadn’t spelled it out, Brielle would never have believed it. The common folk seemed so powerless and insignificant in the face of a dynasty like the Dorseys. She didn’t know what to say, feeling the subtle nudge from

she’d be just

squeezed her palm, and she lifted her gaze to meet his,

Tiffanie get out?”

“In a fortnight.”

mess with her

broken her, but Tiffanie had

fragile as

silent, resolved to treat Tiffanie to a

International underground parking lot. Brielle went to her department to

had spread that Brielle was the daughter of

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