Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 8

On the way to the office, Brielle clenched her jaw in frustration.

One reason was the throbbing pain in her cheek, and the other was the aches all over her body from spending the night sprawled across the desk.

Upon seeing her arrive, Lucinda hurriedly handed over a stack of documents, “Brielle, the director sent back your report last night, and now Integral Elements Inc. has been hounding us for the bid proposal. If we don’t get it to them by nine tomorrow morning, it’ll be seen as a forfeit.”

Lucinda’s tone was laden with reproach as she spoke. Previously, Spencer never meddled in these affairs, so the approval of the reports was solely on Brielle’s shoulders.

However, because of the slap last night, Spencer let personal grievances creep in and deliberately rejected the report. The report concerned the acquisition of Integral Elements Inc., and Brielle had already met with the head of Integral Elements Inc. Failing to submit the bid proposal at this critical juncture would tarnish not only Dorsey International’s reputation but also her own.

Grinding her teeth, Brielle dialed Spencer’s number, only to be greeted by a familiar female

voice.

“He’s in the shower.”

It was Lillian’s voice.

Brielle took a deep breath, “I don’t care what he’s doing right now; if he’s not at the office within half an hour, I’m taking this report straight to the top floor.”

clueless about these matters. She had deliberately not told Spencer about her visit to the Haywood family last night, and when Spencer returned to the villa and found her gone, he

a smirk, “Half an hour, huh? Guess you’ll be waiting

and Brielle set a

to rush you, but procuring Integral Elements Inc. is a short-term goal for

a Dorsey, no one dared challenge him. So, to everyone else, Brielle, perceived as a woman of no significant background and scorned by Spencer

himself at the helm of Dorsey

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attention, and indeed, the whole department suffered the

her, Brielle sat down and waited for

Integral Elements Inc., so I’ve decided to have

about the company, but his status afforded him veto power over anyone in

of dragging the company into this? We’ve dispatched so many people to Integral Elements Inc.,

is your problem, Brielle.” Spencer’s tone was dismissive and even a bit nasty, “You’ve made

desk and headed straight to the executive floor. Her colleagues were surprised by her bold move, and their eyes betrayed a hint of

when he saw her coming, “Ms.

pressing hard, and

meeting will go on until 3 p.m., followed by an international video conference until 7 p.m. At 7:30, he’ll depart for a charity

9.”