Master of his heart

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The most vociferous of the lot was Catherine from Kingston Enterprises. On a normal day, she was thick as thieves with Miranda and seemed ready to jump into the fray herself to defend her friend’s honor.

Brielle couldn’t help but find the whole situation amusing. Under the tablecloth, her hand firmly gripped Aubree’s, signaling her not to do anything rash. Knowing Aubree, she would have snapped back at the first biting word from the gaggle of women.

Miranda, bolstered by the support of the high society ladies, felt even more confident. She had been preoccupied with Lillian’s legal troubles for the past couple of days, so seeing Brielle with nothing more than a cast on her leg while Lillian faced possible jail time infuriated her even

more.

Brielle was clearly taking it!

Miranda was so focused on saving her daughter that she even disregarded the relationship Brielle had with Max. “Brielle, if you don’t drop this, forget about ever having a peaceful life again.” Miranda threatened.

Brielle took a sip of her coffee, a picture of serene indifference. “Are you done barking? If so, please leave. I’m trying to dine here.”

her coffee, she hurled it towards Brielle’s face. Catherine, not to be outdone,

to focus on anything else. The scalding coffee splashed onto her collar, and she tumbled from the chair, the sharp

to her, instantly stood up, exclaiming in panic, “Bri!” She didn’t have time to glare at the other women: she dashed to Brielle’s side, noticing the shattered cast.

you to the hospital!”

just healed was likely broken again. Her lips trembled weakly, unable to even glance at Miranda and the

time, prioritizing the hospital over a confrontation. She helped Brielle to her feet, slinging her arm around her

an eyebrow, dismissive. What could a Clements family’s foster daughter do to her

to Miranda, Brielle would always be relegated to friendships with other foster daughters, never entering the inner circle of

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reinforced Miranda’s confidence. She had no reason to fear Brielle.

a moment. “Aubree, I–cough, cough, cough.” Each

you to the hospital, I’ll come back to

planned after Miranda’s