Chapter 80 Do You Have To Judge Me?

• Brielle's expression darkened, but before she could utter a word, Kenzo interjected with a counter. "Mr. Spencer, do you always speak so harshly to your fiancée?"
• The word "fiancée" struck a nerve in Spencer. The disgust and disdain on his face were as clear as day, as if Brielle were some piece of trash, disgusting to even glance at. "Brielle is just trash. She deserves nothing more than my contempt. Kenzo, don't tell me you've grown a soft spot for her? There are a million women pining for you. Can you even keep track? And remember how Tiffanie got turned down by you in public? Then she went on a spree, living it up. It didn't seem to affect you one bit. Mr. Kenzo, your heart is as hard as stone. What right do you have to judge me?"
• Spencer said this with a smug tone, not feeling the slightest bit ashamed for embarrassing his own cousin. In his eyes, Tiffanie was no better-had she any self-respect, she wouldn't have stirred up so many scandals. She and Brielle were cut from the same cloth, utterly lost without