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.”

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,

an hour, huh? Guess

Brielle set a

into a sneer. “Brielle, we don’t mean to rush you, but procuring Integral Elements Inc. is a short-term goal for our department. If this gets delayed because of your personal issues, all our hard work goes down

one dared challenge him. So, to everyone else, Brielle, perceived as

Max himself at the helm of

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attention, and indeed, the whole department

stares around her, Brielle sat down and waited for Spencer’s call. In less than ten minutes, Spencer

Inc., so I’ve decided

cavalier about the company, but his status afforded

point of dragging the company into this? We’ve

problem, Brielle.” Spencer’s tone was dismissive and even a bit nasty,

breath, Brielle grabbed the report from her desk and headed straight to the executive floor. Her colleagues were surprised by her bold move, and their eyes

when he saw her coming, “Ms. Brielle, the president is in

Integral Elements Inc. was pressing hard, and Spencer

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 gala,

9.”