Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 47

The person from the HR department looked at Brielle with a polite expression on their

face.

In this delicate time, she might have been hand-picked by the CEO. Those with any sense knew better than to cross her.

“Ms. Haywood, your requests have been forwarded to the finance department, and the decorators should be here shortly to discuss with you. As for the vacant manager position, feel free to recommend someone if you have a suitable candidate in mind.”

with her

As she walked out of the office, Brielle’s gaze settled on a girl tucked away in the corner. The girl looked very thin, her hair messy, and she didn’t talk much. “Let’s go I think her name is Emily Hatfield.”

The girl named Emily looked up, meeting Brielle’s eyes. A flicker of panic crossed her face before she averted her gaze.

Could it be? Did Brielle recognize who she was?

already unkempt hair. The thick, black frames on her nose made her even less conspicuous-if that was possible in the

office workers.

and sent a text message. [I think Brielle

phone buzzed almost immediately with a new message. [Emily, maybe just drop it. She hasn’t really bullied me that much. You don’t have to go out of your way to Dorsey International. The Haywood family has

twisted in disapproval as she watched Brielle, her eyes filled with revulsion that

was also observing her, recalling the files she had

all of

The name stood out, and her record was impressive. She might not be

the thought of promoting Emily

escalate.

staff and said, “Let’s leave the position open for now. If someone shows exceptional performance in upcoming projects, I’ll consider them for the

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That brief eye contact had her worried she’d been discovered, but the crisis seemed

but whisper among themselves. “Emily, you’ve always seemed to have it

friend was the one getting bullied. She’d often get slapped by her and was even falsely accused of stealing. Brielle is a piece of

goodness. I had no idea she was capable of such things. How could Mr. Spencer be so