Master of his heart

Chapter 457

Brielle had returned to her elegant abode at Pearl Estate, and her thoughts were tangled with the secret she had accidentally unearthed earlier that evening. A crease of concern formed between her brows.

She reached for her phone, her fingers swiftly dialing Patrick’s number. “Patrick, can you do me a solid and send over the security footage from the Dorsey International elevator? Not the private one, just the one from today.”

Had it not been for the unexpected encounter that night, she wouldn’t have found herself requesting surveillance footage.

It was Sydney’s glance at Spencer that had set off alarms in Brielle’s mind. At first, she thought it was fear, a kind of wariness, but now, replaying the lies Sydney had spun to her own boyfriend, Brielle knew better. Those lies were delivered with the ease of practice. It was clearly not for the first time.

Making such a call to her supposed boyfriend while tangled in deceit was both cruel and shameless. While waiting for Patrick to send the footage, her phone buzzed with an incoming call from Aubree. “Bri, have you seen the buzz online? You weren’t with Max? That jerk was caught locking lips with Alivia!”

The news hit Brielle like a cold splash of disbelief. Max wasn’t that kind of guy.

Still, she instinctively scrolled through the latest news feeds, and there it was–the top story was Max and Alivia.

The image was like a bright flash that left her eyes stinging with pain.

untoward between them. But as a woman, Brielle knew Alivia’s tricks all too well. The objective was clear–to

their relationship. But what

that would remain was disappointment. Besides, she had lost a child, and the pain from seeing such a photograph was like a needle digging

had done anything wrong, that was the most disheartening part of it all. Once Brielle felt

“Bri?”

“Bri?”

out twice, but there

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was concerned and nearly ready to rush over to Pearl Estate when Brielle finally said with firm denial “It’s fake.”

feel, making her own heart clench. Il Brielle and Max weren’t right for

he’s dropping off a woman who’s got a thing for him… I’m not buying the innocent act,” Aubree said, her

more intensely as if salt was being rubbed into her wounds. She let out a weary sigh, and

it sparked annoyance within her. “It’s just Max, for God’s sake. We don’t need him. How about you come out, and tonight, I’ll

the offer for a moment before replying,

the other end of the line as Aubree