Chapter 50


    Brielle’s momentary panic flickered across her eyes before calm reimed its territory.


    Tiffanie seemed utterly indifferent to any expectations of a response, nor did she act as if she had just


    dropped a bombshell. “Brielle, you’re quite the tragic figure, aren’t you?” she said with a detachment


    that belied the sharpness of her words. “You don’t want to be a burden to anyone, yet you crave love.


    But I see you’vee to terms with the fact that you’re unlovable. I mean, you wouldn’t hook up with


    Maxie otherwise.”


    Her tone was innocent, yet the words cut deep.


    ‘Poor thing, I actually feel a bit sorry for you. A guy like Maxie, you can have him for a night but you’ll


    spend a lifetime trying to keep him. And he’ll never love you back. He can give you anything but his


    heart.”


    Brielle straightened her back slightly, adjusting her posture. Her spine arched like a crescent moon,


    delicate and enticing. She lifted her chin slightly. “Tiffanie, I think you’ve got it wrong. Max and I, we’re


    just scratching mutual itches.”


    She needed a temporary shelter, and Max happened to fancy her curves.


    “No misunderstanding here. I admire you, so I thought I’d offer a friendly warning. Everythinges


    easy to Maxie. Tell me, Brielle, what game can you y with him? Your life?


    Brielle felt as if she had been hit right where it hurt, thinking to herself that Tiffanie must be friendless.


    Such candor was blinding in the circles of Beaconsfield.


    It was like a beam of light shining into a dpidated gutter. This beam of light might identally shine


    on the corrupt and dirty in the ditch. And everyone wished the light would just go away.


    “I won’t fall for Max, let alone love him. But thanks for the heads-up.


    “Really?”


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    That same naive tone.


    Brielle pursed her lips, nodding firmly. “I’m petty, and I hold grudges. If someone doesn’t want me, I


    certainly don’t want them. I got involved with Max as a way to get back at Spencer.


    The soft glow from outside reflected on her face, her gazes as still as a deep pool.


    ‘There are many viins in this world; why should I be expected to y the saint? I can’t suppress the


    urge for revenge, so I turned to Max. And as for him being incapable of love, that’s a lesson I’ve


    already learned.”


    “Tiffanie, you have a profound analysis of human nature, even to the point of seeing right


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    through my desire for love. I admit I’m lonely, but that’s precisely why I humans crave love, including


    you, Tiffanie. Aren’t you the same?”


    derstand why


    At the ripe age of twenty, she had managed to tarnish her reputation so thoroughly. It was as if she was


    dering to the world-this is who I am, indeed promiscuous and unworthy. So, spare me your love.


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    Without expectation, hope would never rise. Tiffanie’s heart was as barren as a wastnd.


    “Brielle, you-” Tiffanie suddenly found herself at a loss for words, unable toprehend how she had


    been so quickly overpowered.


    Brielle’s gaze was direct and audacious. “Tiffanie, you’ve been with so many men, surely you’re looking


    for one who truly loves you. Someone who loves you despite knowing your foolishness, frivolity, empty-


    headedness, vulgarity; someone who loves you even though you’re


    Kind of second-rate tabloid fodder everyone criticizes.”


    “Max won’t love, and neither will you, Tiffanie. Or rather, the Dorsey n, none of them. know how.”


    When trapped by love, a person became deaf and blind to the rest of the world, like a ve chained to


    an oar on a tiny boat, utterly powerless. And the Dorsey family’s creed would never allow anyone to be


    a ve.


    The words were straightforward and somewhat crazy, like holding a gun against someone’s heart.


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