Chapter 314


    Two ragamuffin kids, dressed in clothes that had seen better days, were torn by the offer made to


    them. The lure of money was overwhelming, and one of them snatched the cash with lightning speed,


    darted over to Brielle, and bowed down to swipe her cane before running off without a trace.


    Brielle was caught off guard and could only watch as the two kids disappeared around the corner. She


    turned to Catherine, who wore a smug grin and raised her eyebrows in triumph.


    Instead of anger, Brielle felt only a sense of embarrassment for Catherine, who was tarnishing the


    reputation of Kingston Enterprises.


    In the luxury car, sitting next to Catherine, was her husband, Bradley. Bradley sighed at his wife’s


    pettiness. “Why bother with a woman who has nothing to her name?”


    Catherine continued to revel in Brielle’s awkward plight. “Honey, you don’t understand. Brielle even set


    her sights on Max. She was ogling him at the office, and I bet Max was annoyed. Who knows if she’ll


    be able to keep her supervisor position.”


    Bradley was not one to overlook an insult, and his frown deepened at the thought of Brielle’s


    impertinence. “She’s clearly from the wrong side of the tracks, and doesn’t even know who her parents


    are. Arguing with her is beneath you,” he chided.


    Catherine snorted, “I don’t care about that. The little minx was anything but polite to me. It’s only fair


    she gets taken down a peg.”


    Bradley knew Catherine well. After years together, he was aware of her spiteful nature and anticipated


    that Brielle was in for more trouble. Not that he particrly cared–Brielle was as insignificant to them as


    an ant on the sidewalk.


    Casting onest look at the helpless Brielle, Catherine felt a rush of satisfaction. “Let’s leave this


    nonsense behind and go inside,” she said dismissively.


    Bradley nodded and stepped out of the car, not giving Brielle another nce.


    Brielle watched them go, recollecting her encounter with the couple the previous day at Dorsey


    International, which hinted at a brewing partnership between Kingston Enterprises and Dorsey


    International.


    She pulled out her phone to check in with a colleague. “Is the Kingston Enterprises contract in its final


    stages?”


    “Ms. Haywood, that contract isn’t our department’s responsibility. I heard it’s with Mr. Noah for approval


    now. There should be no issues.”


    Noah? Brielle frowned, feeling a sense of aversion. “Can you send a copy of the original contract to my


    email?”


    Her colleague didn’t object.


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    Chapter 314


    As Brielle ended the call and was about to head home, another car pulled up beside her–it was


    Spencer. And he didn’t look pleased to see her.


    It seemed she really should have checked the horoscope before stepping out today.


    She backed away cautiously, only to see Spencer get out of the car. Sensing bad luck, she quickened


    her pace.


    Spencer, noting her limping leg, raised an eyebrow and stopped a step away. “Let me guess. my


    kidnapping had something to do with you, right? Brielle, when I was released. I heard the sound of a


    cane on the floor. I didn’t make the connection then, but seeing your leg now, it all


    makes sense.”


    His gaze sharpened as he looked at her. “I disappear for just a few days, and suddenly the Haywood


    family is in ruins. Lillian’s fate is unknown, and her parents are under police investigation, with


    Cameron looking like a lost soul. Brielle, you’ve outdone yourself.”


    Spencer leaned in, his stare unsettlingly calm. “I’d love to know how you managed all this. I heard Max


    was behind the Haywood downfall. On the surface, it looks like just business rivalry. but something tells


    me it’s not that simple.”


    His tone was chilling. “How did you hurt your leg?”


    Brielle hadn’t anticipated that Spencer would turn so astute from a single kidnapping experience. He


    was able to point suspicions at her based solely on sound.


    However, they could only remain suspicions, as without her confession, Spencer had no case.


    “A car hit me. Is there a problem?” Her voice was indifferent, but she saw Spencer stand up, his face


    darkening. “If the information I gathered is right, it was Lillian who bribed the driver to hit you, wasn’t it?”


    Brielle’s frown deepened, unsure of his implication.


    Suddenly, Spencer grasped her chin firmly. “The moment Lillian caused your injury, Max targeted the


    Haywood family. You managed to hide me away, and my father, with all his power, was unable to find


    me. Is Max the one backing you up?”


    Spencer was not as naive as he seemed, connecting the dots with keen insight.


    Brielle smirked, “If I had the charm to influence Mr. Dorsey, I would have had you taken care of.”


    “Brielle!”


    The pressure on her chin intensified, and Brielle winced in pain.