Chapter 370

“Can you believe Spencer has a two–faced act going on?”

“I was skeptical when Brielle mentioned it, but seeing is believing. The second Brielle’s out of the picture, he turns Into Mr. Ice. Looks like he’s got it out for her.”

“A guy acting like that? That’s just low class.”

“Team Brielle all the way. At least she’s upfront and genuine. Let’s wait for the police to sort

this out.

Spencer was unaware of the live stream capturing his every move. He might have restrained himself had he known.

After instructing security to escort certain individuals out, Spencer cast a chilling glance at the onlookers.

“What’s everyone staring at? Don’t you have jobs to do?”

They all knew him; he was from the Dorsey family, after all. No one dared to talk back.

The person secretly streaming quickly shut it off, but not before Spencer’s sudden switch in demeanor was broadcasted clear as day, cementing his reputation as a total jerk.

group were ushered

that Brielle hadn’t faced any repercussions yet, Simon

here in the lobby. There’s no way that

the Dorsey International lobby,

or

this mess, he wouldn’t have

of his life.

eyes, she was nothing more than a financial drain, a bad investment that had yet

the ten million they landed. Otherwise, raising her would’ve been

luck looming as they settled into the sofas, determined

had Simon’s rear hit the cushion than his phone buzzed with an anonymous

[Keep it up.]

shook, and without hesitation, he stood up and began shouting

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so tragically. That heartless Brielle just left us high and dry. What kind of world

the drill. Sensing that their benefactor wasn’t satisfied, she

were real; soon enough, a crowd gathered downstairs at Dorsey

smelling a story swooped in for

Simon. She had heeded advice on how to

words like, small–town girl, prestigious

to the

some speculated about the couple’s motives, the death of

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