Chapter 269


    The most vociferous of the lot was Catherine from Kingston Enterprises. On a normal day, she was


    thick as thieves with Miranda and seemed ready to jump into the fray herself to defend her friend’s


    honor.


    Brielle couldn’t help but find the whole situation amusing. Under the tablecloth, her hand firmly gripped


    Aubree’s, signaling her not to do anything rash. Knowing Aubree, she would have snapped back at the


    first biting word from the gaggle of women.


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    Miranda, bolstered by the support of the high societydies, felt even more confident. She had been


    preupied with Lillian’s legal troubles for the past couple of days, so seeing Brielle with nothing more


    than a cast on her leg while Lillian faced possible jail time infuriated her even


    more.


    Brielle was clearly taking it!


    Miranda was so focused on saving her daughter that she even disregarded the rtionship Brielle had


    with Max. “Brielle, if you don’t drop this, forget about ever having a peaceful life again.” Miranda


    threatened.


    Brielle took a sip of her coffee, a picture of serene indifference. “Are you done barking? If so, please


    leave. I’m trying to dine here.”


    Miranda’s pupils shrank with rage, and, snatching up her coffee, she hurled it towards Brielle’s face.


    Catherine, not to be outdone, aimed a kick at Brielle’s stered leg.


    Brielle could have dodged the flying coffee, but the sharp agony from the kick to her leg turned her face


    pale, leaving her unable to focus on anything else. The scalding coffee sshed onto her cor, and


    she tumbled from the chair, the sharp pain drawing a muffled groan from her lips.


    Aubree, standing opposite to her, instantly stood up, eximing in panic, “Bri!” She didn’t have time to


    re at the other women: she dashed to Brielle’s side, noticing the shattered cast. The pain must be


    excruciating.


    “I’m taking you to the hospital!”


    Brielle’s eyshes fluttered, a premonition telling her the bone that had just healed was likely broken


    again. Her lips trembled weakly, unable to even nce at Miranda and the others.


    Aubree wasted no time, prioritizing the hospital over a confrontation. She helped Brielle to her feet,


    slinging her arm around her neck and shot Miranda a furious look. “You just wait.”


    Miranda arched an eyebrow, dismissive. What could a Clements family’s foster daughter do to her


    anyway?


    A person’s social circle spoke volumes about their ss, and to Miranda, Brielle would always be


    relegated to friendships with other foster daughters, never entering the inner circle of the elite.


    Chapter 269


    Theughter of the wealthy matrons reinforced Miranda’s confidence. She had no reason to fear


    Brielle.


    Brielle, dizzy from pain and unable to put weight on her foot, finally spoke hoarsely after a moment.


    “Aubree, I–cough, cough, cough.” Each breath was a struggle, and the coughing fit took over.


    Aubree clenched her teeth in anger. “Those harpies. Once I get you to the hospital, I’lle back to


    settle the score.”


    Brielle leaned on her, the counterattack she had nned after Miranda’s coffee assault interrupted by


    the unexpected kick.


    Catherine of Kingston Enterprises, she noted that name.


    Sweat beaded on Brielle’s forehead, the scent of coffee lingering in her nostrils. Aubree supported


    Brielle into the car and drove straight to the hospital.


    Back at the restaurant, the matrons continued to gossip about Brielle. The conversation shifted.


    towards Spencer and Max. At the mention of Max, a glint appeared in their eyes. Every mother with a


    daughter of marrying age dreamt of linking their child with Max, but he had always been aloof, only


    showing interest in Alivia. Therefore, everyone in Beaconsfield considered Max and Alivia the inevitable


    pair.


    “I heard Max went abroad again to see Alivia. A friend of mine spotted him at the airport.”


    “Those two families are probably going to join forces by the end of the year. It’ll be the talk of


    Beaconsfield.”


    “The Barnes girl sure is lucky, having caught Max’s eye since she was young.”


    Miranda had been feeling a pang of regret, considering Brielle’s current connection with Max. If Brielle


    whispered in his ear, the Haywood family would surely face consequences. But as she heard them talk


    about Max’s trip abroad, a smug look crossed her face. It seemed Brielle couldn’t hold onto him.


    Max had left an injured Brielle behind to see Alivia overseas. The priorities were clear; the scales had


    tipped.