Chapter 532


    The air was thick with tensiun Brielle felt like a convict being marched to the gallows, undergoing the


    ecrutinizing gaze of those around her


    She noticed Max hadn’t approached yet, and whispered just loud enough for the two of them to hear


    “Ta okay, Max. Trust me, I can handle this.”


    Max’s lips tightened for a moment before he reluctantly took a seat on the couch.


    Spencer, sitting nearby, couldn’t help but let a smirk of irony cross his face. He had thought Max was


    quite fond of Brielle, but it seemed that was all it was. When it came down to it, and the senior


    members of the Dorsey family gathered, Max didn’t dare openly defend Brielle. It was pitiful,


    His gaze bore into Brielle, searching her face for a trace of fear. He couldn’t let go, even now. Just


    looking at Brielle made his heart ache, an ache so severe it felt like death.


    His nostrils red with bitterness, his eyes red and hot with unshed tears. Every day, he pondered on


    how to break them apart, even fueling the fire online. He did everything within his power, only to push


    Brielle further away.


    Spencer clenched his fists tightly, his eyes never leaving Brielle as if he wished to devour her whole.


    Yet, Brielle didn’t panic. She sat quietly, waiting for Michael’s next words.


    Michael lifted his cup, his tone authoritative. “Do you realize you have no right to cross this threshold?”


    At that, Max’s expression darkened with defiance, “Father.” His tone was firm.


    Michael raised an eyebrow, setting down his cup. “I’m just stating the facts. The chatter outside is far


    harsher than anything I might say. Or do you n to live in denial forever, ignoring the world’s


    opinions?”


    He knew exactly where to strike. Michael’s presence was powerful, not sharp, but it bore a tremendous


    weight.


    The rest of the Dorsey n nodded in agreement, clearly finding his point valid.


    The two calmest people in the room were Brielle and Everett. Brielle had the courage to face the


    situation, while Everett simply didn’t care about the Dorsey family’s affairs. Still, he couldn’t help but


    scrutinize Brielle, sneering internally. He could already anticipate her downfall–a mere female version


    of himself.


    Brielle sat up straight, her eyes clear upon hearing Michael’s words. “Michael, I’ve always believed that


    caring too much about others‘ opinions turns you into their servant.”


    “Your disregard doesn’t make those opinions vanish. Max’s reputation suffers because of you. If you


    feel no guilt, it proves you don’t love him enough.”


    Michael’s second punch hit Max hard. He spoke sparingly, but every word counted. To


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    Michael, the young couple’s love was like a teetering skyscraper. When it falls, those inside would


    perish, and he wouldn’t allow his most promising son to be trapped within.


    The usation of insufficient love was designed to create a rift in Max’s heart. He might’ve been


    certain of his love for Brielle, but how sure was he of hers? Max trusted himself, but did


    he trust Brielle?


    In psychological warfare, Michael was as astute as Max. Without uttering a harsh word, every phrase


    was a needle to their hearts.


    In the face of absolute disparity, Brielle’s efforts seemed futile. Her very existence threatened to harm


    Max. Michael intended to make this crystal clear to her.


    Brielle’s hands tensed on herp, yet her gaze remained lucid. “Michael, I won’t deny your words. All I


    have to offer right now is my determination, which I’m willing to risk. Max isn’t a calcted choice for


    me; he’s a conviction I pursue despite knowing better. Hecks nothing, and if he chose me, it’s


    because I offer what he most desires–sincerity and loyalty. I will continue to give him my all,


    unreservedly.”


    Brielle’s eloquence was no secret to Michael.


    Upon her finishing, Max’s previously grim expression softened into a faint smile. Spencer, on the


    sidelines, felt an overwhelming urge to rise and strangle Brielle.


    A conviction pursued despite knowing better?


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    This was a colossal joke! What did Brielle know about love?


    Spencer felt as if he was in a trance, all his love and hate ready to explode. He was


    determined to avenge himself on Brielle. If he couldn’t have her, he’d ensure no one else


    could either.


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