Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

“Grandpa, I want her to come and apologize to me first, and then get the heck out of Beaconsfield.”

The thought of Max made Tessa’s eyes flicker with uncertainty. Taking on the dispute would mean pitting the Rowlands against the Dorseys, akin to a Pyrrhic victory.

Tessa’s gears turned, and she weighed her options. “Grandpa, I know this is tough for you, but there’s a simple way to handle this. Just leak the story about Brielle throwing herself at Max. online. Everyone thinks Max and Alivia are the golden couple. If Brielle jumps in and tries to steal him away, the internet will label her a homewrecker. They’ll think Max has lost his mind. And when Michael sees the online backlash against Max and Brielle, he’ll have to step in. After all, Max is usually flawless, but now his personal life is under fire.”

A recent mishap had sharpened Tessa’s wits. She coughed and clung to Andrew’s hand with a pitiful look, her face pale. “Andrew, do you think I’m being too cruel? Besides, this also involves Max.”

Andrew’s eyelashes fluttered down as he thought about the punch he had impulsively thrown at Max, immediately regretting it and the words he’d spewed in the heat of the moment. Now calm, he felt the sting of remorse.

However, Tessa had come close to losing her life over this ordeal and couldn’t stand idly by.

If public criticism of Max would stir Michael into action, then he would surely come forward to drive Brielle away. It all depended on how deep Max’s feelings for Brielle were. But one thing was certain: Brielle had to pay a price.

He shook his head slowly. “Go ahead with your plan. Using public opinion will only tarnish Brielle’s reputation. She was after your life, Tessa. You’re being merciful compared to her.”

Tessa’s eyes sparkled with mischief, her lips curling into a sly smile as she looked at Jaxon. “Grandpa, let’s turn the online community into our weapon.”

Jaxon sighed and affectionately ruffled her hair. “You’ve been wronged this time, and I’ll fully support you. But as for the Dorseys, we don’t need to antagonize them over Brielle. You’ve got a good plan.”

Tessa was brimming with triumph as she set the wheels in motion.

Within an hour, the internet was abuzz with headlines about Alivia being usurped in love. The Rowlands had yet to explicitly name Brielle in the media. They were biding their time, stirring the pot until the frenzy peaked. When Brielle’s name was finally leaked, she would be the target of public scorn.

Alivia was a goddess in the eyes of her fans, a childhood sweetheart who was deeply in love with Max. Who could possibly come between such a beloved pair?

Predictably, the online community, catching just a whiff of the scandal, exploded with

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speculation.

*Alivia? The same Alivia we all admire? Wasn’t she and Mr. Dorsey on the verge of tying the knot? Who could possibly steal him away?”

“It’s got to be fake. Alivia is so remarkable. None of those floozies could hold a candle to her.”

“Spill the beans! We must find out who this bitch is.”Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

“Who’s trying to ruin a perfect relationship with cheap tricks? She deserves a bolt from the blue! Let’s find this woman!”

With not just one but several media outlets broadcasting the story, the narrative couldn’t be a mere rumor. These platforms knew something the public didn’t.

The online fervor soared as people speculated the veracity of the reports. Some even took to Dorsey International’s official website for answers. The crowd was in an uproar, ready to metaphorically take a knife to the woman who dared to interfere.