Master of his heart (Max and Brielle) novel Chapter 874

Alivia's tirade caught fire on social media, her cutting remarks rocketing to the top of the trending charts like they were doused in gasoline. Thumbs-up icons surged to a staggering count of seventy or eighty thousand.

Emboldened by the virtual applause, a savage grin twisted Alivia's features.

"That girl's a real piece of work. My heart bleeds for Kenzo, dumped and then he's the one who has to leave."

"Wouldn't surprise me if that whole fiasco with Alivia before was Brielle's doing. Everyone knows she's the queen bee of dirty tricks."

"Brielle's reputation in Beaconsfield's elite is beyond redemption. She clawed her way up the social ladder on her back, if you know what I mean. How else could she have her own company? A nobody like her making it big? Please."

"Compared to Alivia, she's not even on the same level."

With a few swift strokes on the keyboard, these four venomous comments shot up to the top of the hot list.

Under her posts, a chorus of replies buzzed with curiosity, begging to know if she was an insider with the scoop.

Stung by Chase's provocation, Alivia had lost all semblance of reason, her words a frenzied, venomous spew.

By the time Brielle caught wind of the trending frenzy, the storm had been raging for over an hour. She scrolled through the speculations swirling around her and Kenzo, her silence heavy.

She knew Kenzo had someone in his heart, but his muse's identity was a mystery to her. Their friendship dated back to college days, Kenzo's talent, gentleness, and reserved nature always shining through, especially when she needed a helping hand.

The account that was hopping mad with glee belonged to the same person, spouting confident lies that fooled many of her followers, who were now eagerly awaiting further juicy revelations.

The torrent of public vitriol reached its crescendo, and even Victoria chimed in anonymously with her two cents about Brielle.

"She's got a knack for snagging men, that's for sure."

But she wasn't as unhinged as Alivia, a single snide comment was her only jab before bowing out, leaving Alivia to her one-woman war.

Brielle wasn't one to sit on her hands; she promptly sought out Murray. Murray, as taciturn as ever with a bandage wrapped around his neck, greeted Brielle with indifference. That was until she produced a photo of Annie.

"I've brought her back stateside. We can arrange a meeting tonight, but you have to promise me your skills are at my disposal from now on."

Murray's eyes lit up with a fervent glow, his cheeks flushed with excitement.