Master of his heart (Max and Brielle) novel Chapter 406

Chapter 406 

Brielle took a deep breath. Her leg swung up in a swift arc aimed squarely at his groin. 

Spencer was clouded by anger and failed to dodge; his face turned ashen with pain. 

Brielle found him repugnant. Her disdain was so intense that merely sharing the same air felt suffocating. “Spencer, whether I like someone or not is my business. We’re not even strangers at this point. What gives you the right to pass judgment on my life?” 

Spencer, wincing with pain, shot back a furlous glare. “Don’t play dumb with me. I know that guy is Max. You’ve been rolling in the hay with him, and you really think he’s into you? Alivia will be back in town soon, and you won’t even see what hit you. Brielle, once he tires of you, he’ll kick you to the curb.” 

Hearing the certainty in Spencer’s voice, Brielle knew he must have found some damning evidence. 

Spencer sneered, “You only threw yourself at him to get back at me, didn’t you? Does he know why? A woman who’d give herself away so easily just to spite her ex–fiancé is hardly worthy of affection. Brielle, you should really know your place.” 

Spencer wished he could hurl every insult at Brielle. The marks on her neck were so fresh. They must have been from last night. 

How dare she? 

Just thinking about them tangled up all night made his stomach churn with nausea. 

The elevator had reached the top floor. Tired of the exchange, Brielle was about to exit when Spencer added, “Brielle, you’ll regret this.” 

Brielle paused, fed up with Spencer’s nonsense. She stepped back towards him, closing the distance between them. 

“Regret what? Regret sleeping with such a catch? You’re right, Spencer. I do enjoy being with him. What about it?” 

A look of surprise crossed Spencer’s face, and for a moment, he was at a loss for words. In his mind, even if Brielle were the lowest of the low, she wouldn’t stoop to such vulgar speech. Yet not only had she spoken those words, but she did so with a chilling detachment. 

His Adam’s apple bobbed involuntarily, finding her sudden change from icy to desirous strangely alluring. The stark contrast excited him in a shameful way. He couldn’t help but wonder what Brielle was like in bed. Was her voice as enticing as her defiance? 

His eyes betrayed too much, and Brielle frowned in disgust. “Keep your filthy thoughts to yourself. I told you before, I’d rather hire an escort than be with you.” 

Her words were a brutal stomp on Spencer’s ego. The physical pain had subsided, and now Spencer straightened up, his laugh cold. “You’ll come crawling back to me in tears one day. 

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Chapter 406 

Just wait.” 

Brielle shuddered with revulsion, eager to leave the elevator. Spencer followed, his face a pallid mask of fury. 

As Brielle approached the conference room, she saw Ryan. 

Having fought hard to return to Dorsey International, Ryan was now the picture of success, greeting the executives one by one. Seeing Brielle, his smile widened. “Brielle, perfect timing. I have you to thank for this turn of events.” 

Ryan, the old fox, was deftly shifting the attention. It was as if he was saying to everyone, “Curious how I came back? It was all Brielle’s doing. She was the mastermind behind my return.”