Chapter 215


    Brielle had no idea what had just transpired, but she faintly caught her name being whispered. She


    nced at the astonished crowd outside, a sly smile curling on her lips. “Morning, folks. Up with the


    dawn, I see.”


    Their expressions changed in a heartbeat. If this clean, neatly dressed, and poised individual was


    Brielle, then who was the woman shrouded in the bedsheet?


    These trust fund kids were sharp as tacks. Their minds raced, piecing together the sordid puzzle.


    That mysterious woman deliberately remained silent. Hearing them say it was Brielle, she tacitly


    epted it. Wasn’t this an attempt to make Brielle take the me?


    Had Brielle not shown up in the elevator, everyone would have believed she was the one who had a


    fling with Connorst night.


    Raising an eyebrow, Brielle turned to Spencer and then to the covered figure, her voiceced with


    mock curiosity, “Is this your new girlfriend, Mr. Spencer?”


    Her words pped Spencer as if leaving a physical mark on his pride.


    The crowd remembered how Spencer had just identified the woman under the sheets as Brielle. If it


    wasn’t her, then who was it?


    “Mr. Spencer, that was out of line.” someone chided. “You saw her face and still hinted she was


    Brielle?”


    “The one who was fooling around with Connor wasn’t her at all. So, who is this shameless person?


    Doing such disgraceful things and expecting someone else to take the me?”


    “Let’s see her face! Do it, now!”


    The crowd was getting riled up, feeling duped.


    Lillian, paralyzed with fear, couldn’t utter a word until she felt someone tugging at her bedsheets. In


    panic, she stumbled backward. “No, stop! Leave me alone!”


    Brielle, recognizing the voice, quickly put two and two together. “So it’s Lillian.”


    At the mention of Lillian, disdain filled everyone’s eyes. They hadn’t forgotten the spectacle at the


    Haywood family’s banquet, where Brielle had exposed their true colors. They were skeptical then, but


    now the truth was undeniable.


    “So it’s Lillian. That’s just revolting, trying to frame Brielle.”


    “This must be a habit for her; she’s always bad–mouthing Brielle.”


    “She even used Brielle of being promiscuous. Turns out it was her all along? God, if I were Brielle.


    I’d be livid.”


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    At this point, hiding was futile. Her name was already out there. Fuming, Lillian yanked the sheet off her


    head, clutching it around her frame. Yet, her heart skipped a beat when she spotted Max.


    Brielle and Max were together, so they must have spent the night, right? This realization filled her with


    spite, an urge tosh out at them both.


    However, she couldn’t stand up to Max. The memory of the gun pressed to her forehead left her


    speechless, unable to utter a word against him, especially not in front of this audience. Her lips


    trembled as she caught Max’s threatening gaze, a warning only she could fullyprehend.


    With puffy, tearful eyes and no dignity left for the elevator ride, Lillian bolted for the stairs.


    The whispers continued as everyone’s gaze shifted to Spencer. Brielle turned to him, her voice sweet


    as honey. “Aren’t you going to chase after your girlfriend?”


    The term ‘girlfriend‘ was a stab of humiliation. They all knew too well who Lillian had been with


    Spencer felt the sting of disgrace once again, his eyes seething with resentment towards


    Brielle.