Master of his heart

Chapter 185
Patrick gripped the steering wheel with barely contained frustration. “Ms. Brielle,
please don't sell yourself short.”
Sell herself short?
Did Patrick really think she was better than Lillian?
Sure, she could admit that she was more capable than Lillian when it came to
work, but when it came to charming men, Lillian had a natural gift.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have Spencer wrapped around her finger, acting like he
was under some kind of love spell, or have Cameron willing to play the fool.
Brielle lacked confidence in that department, so most of the time she just
consoled herself by saying she was walking a different path than Lillian.
Even if she looked down on Lillian’s man—catching tactics, maybe that's exactly
what the guys went for?
She remained silent all the way to the Premier Palace, both of them engulfed in
their own thoughts.
Meanwhile, Lillian returned to the Haywood estate with a sour expression.
Miranda couldn't help but stand up when she saw her. “Lillian, where have you
been?”
The Haywoods had just bailed Lillian out from the police station, and Miranda
was on an emotional rollercoaster.
On one hand, she couldn't believe Lillian would do something so reckless, but
the evidence presented by the police was irrefutable.
She could only comfort herself with the thought that Lillian might have just taken
a wrong turn, probably pushed to it by Brielle or set up by her.
In any case, it had to be Brielle’s fault.
Lillian sat down in a huff, pulling her collar straight. “Mom, do you know? Brielle’s
been messing around with Max's driver. No wonder she showed up with Max that
night.”
As she spoke, her face was smug, her lips curling with scorn.
Miranda's eyes widened in disbelief, clutching her hand. “Lillian, are you sure?”
“Of course, I'm sure. I just caught them outside. Brielle and that driver were
sitting in the car, all lovey—dovey without Max. It was absolutely sickening.”
Miranda's feelings had been complicated, even feeling a sense of dread that
Brielle might have a brighter future than her own daughter.
After all, Brielle had earned significant acclaim at last night's banquet, coming out
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The only thing she seemed to lose was the engagement to Spencer, but it was
clear that Brielle herself didn’t mind.
Miranda had been worried that Brielle might have found a more powerful ally, but
now, hearing she was involved with Max’s driver, she couldn't help but smile.
“Lillian, you are our daughter. Don’t stoop to her level. Keep Spencer happy, and
you can still marry into the Dorsey family.”
Lillian wanted to say she was over Spencer, that she had bigger fish to fry, and
that Cameron had promised to help her.
Eventually, she would find a way to tie the knot with Max sooner rather than later.
But she worried that voicing these thoughts would unsettle Miranda.
She had long realized that the Haywoods were spineless in the presence of Max.
Not just the Haywoods, but even Faith seemed like a junior before him.
The more Lillian noticed this, the more she felt the need to have Max completely
enraptured by her.
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“Mom, Brielle works at Dorsey International, and we're bound to run into her. Tell
Dad and my brother to not go easy on her if they do.”
She was determined to regain the dignity she lost that night, at Brielle’s expense.
Miranda nodded, her voice soothing. “Don’t worry, I've already spoken to your
father about it.”
But Lillian stood up, “I want to tell Dad myself. Where is he?”
A sly smile crept into Miranda's eyes. “Your dad and I have found a suitable
match for Brielle. He's in the drawing room discussing it as we speak.”