Chapter 609

As Brielle’s nostrils flared with heat, her eyes burned with unshed tears, and her breath steamed in the chilled air of the room. In the midst of her anguish, her mind was a whir of icy logic. “Tessa despises you, and she loathes me too. By doing this, she’s hit two birds with one stone,”

Aubree’s lips twitched into a mirthless smile. It had to be Tessa. No one else was capable of such malice.

Tessa had hoarded Andrew’s affection for far too long, and now, she couldn’t hold back any longer–she had made her move. There was just an unexpected twist in the tale.

Aubree began to shiver uncontrollably, sucking in a deep breath as she hoisted Brielle off the cold, unforgiving floor. “Bri, I want Tessa to lose everything,” she whispered, her voice catching with emotion.

“But I’m tired, so tired. I need to sleep, Bri. Just let me rest a while, will you?”

Brielle’s heart clenched in agony. She had failed to protect her best friend. She had promised to make her more likable, only to see her torn down.

Tessa and the Rowland family!

Taking a deep breath, Brielle slowly patted Aubree’s back. “I’ve figured out how to deal with the Rowlands. Whatever she owes you, I’ll make sure she pays it back a hundredfold.”

Mason had done his part well, convincing the Rowlands to splurge thirty billion on that plot of land. For a company to suddenly bleed thirty billion in cash was terrifying. A cash crisis like that could lead to bankruptcy. Even for Dorsey International, thirty billion was a hefty sum.

The Rowlands were already teetering on the edge, especially after their recent land–buying spree.

They must’ve been stretched thin with bank loans and now was the time they were most vulnerable.

Brielle couldn’t wait any longer. Her fury was matched only by her icy calm.

She had done nothing wrong by being with Max. Why did everyone resort to such filthy tactics against her, even targeting her friends?

Tessa and Alivia. These two were like daggers constantly dangling over Brielle’s head. She would start by taking down the Rowlands.

Her expression darkened, a storm brewing in her eyes as she pondered her next move.

When she returned to Premier Palace, it was late. Wesley caught a glimpse of her somber face and wisely chose not to engage her in conversation.

Brielle skipped dinner, went straight upstairs, and, after freshening up, stood by the bedroom window to dial Tessa’s number. Two o’clock in the morning was the perfect time to disrupt Tessa’s sweet dreams.

Tessa, still buzzing from the excitement of the video she had received, was too wired to sleep.

12:52 The last thing she expected was a call from Brielle. Had the woman lost her mind, calling her in the middle of the night?

“Tessa,” Brielle called out, her voice light with a soft chuckle. “Seems you’re able to sleep just fine.”

There was no bitterness in her tone, just a breezy detachment. Like Max, the angrier Brielle got, the calmer she became.

Hearing this, a flash of triumph crossed Tessa’s eyes. Was Brielle panicking? Desperate?

Tessa’s lips curled in smug satisfaction, but she wasn’t foolish enough to spill everything. Instead, she taunted Brielle with the poise of a victor. “Why would I be sleepless? I’m sure you and Aubree are the ones tossing and turning tonight.”

Brielle’s grip on her phone tightened, then she chuckled again. “As long as you admit it’s you, that’s all that matters. I wouldn’t want to accuse the wrong person.”

A shadow passed through Tessa’s eyes. What did Brielle mean by that? Was she planning revenge?

But how? Was she relying on Max?

Max was like Andrew’s brother, after all. He would never harm Tessa.