Chapter 242
The women around were a cocktail of envy, jealousy, and bitterness. How on earth did Brielle, after being dumped by Spencer, manage to snag Noah? It seemed so unfair.
Everyone expected Brielle to break down in a sappy mess, sobbing while professing she’d need time to think it over, but Brielle was the picture of composure, the coolest head in the room. “Mr. Noah, we’re in the middle of the office,” she said, her voice ice.
Noah had assumed Brielle would leap at his offer, but his pride took a hit when she turned him down, not once but twice.
He wasn’t used to chasing women; they always came after him. A woman of Brielle’s stature should have been over the moon that he took an interest in her, shouldn’t she?
The buzz of the onlookers quieted down as they sensed Brielle’s reluctance. The atmosphere turned awkward in an instant.
Nonchalantly, Brielle stepped past Noah and entered the elevator. To her surprise, Spencer was already inside. Upon seeing Brielle, Spencer instinctively lowered his head. The scene from a few days ago was just too embarrassing. Now the mere thought of it made him feel a flush of heat throughout his body.
Brielle’s gaze swept over Spencer with a mocking glint. Sharing an elevator with Spencer felt more oppressive than dealing with Noah, so she stepped back out.
Spencer rode down alone, looking utterly defeated. He couldn’t help but wonder if he had made a mistake that day? Brielle was
known for having a wild side, so what was wrong with her bearing the consequences of such a reputation?
Brielle’s disdainful look had pierced him like a dagger to the heart, causing an aching pain that spread throughout his body. His phone rang, jolting him from his thoughts. It was Robert on the line. “Spencer, Lillian’s been a mess lately. Can you come over and talk to her? She always plays tough, but with everything that’s happened, I’m worried about her.”
Hearing that Lillian might be in a bad state, Spencer’s heartache was replaced by concern, and he hurriedly drove to the Haywood family estate.
Meanwhile, Brielle had stepped out of the elevator and now stood before Noah.
Noah watched her slim figure, thinking her earlier departure was just playing hard to get, his expression souring. He figured it would take maybe just three days to have Brielle eating out of his hand. “Brielle, have you decided to join me for the theater tonight?” he asked with a hint of disdain.
Brielle furrowed her brow, ignoring him. When the elevator arrived, she stepped in and promptly hit the close button. Once the doors shut and the noise faded, she finally felt at ease.
Just as she reached the lobby of Dorsey International, she saw a car window roll down. revealing Ryan’s face. “Brielle, care to talk?” Ryan offered with a grimace.
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Her fingers twitched, but she maintained her composure, “I don’t see what there is to talk about with you.”
Ryan gestured towards a nearby café, his face darkening, “If you’re scared, we can talk next door at the coffee shop.”
Hesitant, Brielle agreed. The café was bustling with office workers from around the area. Unless Ryan was out of his mind, he wouldn’t dare lay a hand on her here.
She sat down, maintaining a steady composure.
Ryan appraised her and chuckled lightly. “I heard Max and Andrew got into a fight over you? I never realized you had such allure when you were with Spencer.”
“It wasn’t about me,” she retorted.
“That doesn’t matter. Max has a soft spot for you. If he hadn’t been covering for you, do you think you’d still be sitting pretty as a director?”
Although the Rowland family wanted to cover up the events of that night, the intricate relationships within the large family made it impossible to keep everyone silent.
Brielle remained silent, curious about Ryan’s true agenda.
Without beating around the bush, Ryan took out a bottle. “Find a way to make Max swallow this,” he said flatly.
Brielle’s pupils constricted sharply, half–expecting she’d misheard. Was Ryan really so brazen as to ask her to poison Max?
