Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 74

The next morning, Brielle had barely stepped into the department when she felt a glare so intense it could bore holes. She turned and caught sight of Emily, lurking in a corner. Emily’s lips were pursed, her hands clenched around her cell phone as if it were a lifeline.

Initially, Brielle thought she was imagining things until lunch break, when Patrick sauntered onto her floor, and that feeling of being watched intensified.

“Ms. Brielle,” Patrick began, “Dorsey International will be collaborating with Hartley Group, and Mr. Flynn might drop by in person. He specifically requested to meet with you and hopes you’ll join him for the occasion.”

Glancing at her planner, Brielle noted her schedule was jam–packed. Without a manager promotion yet, she was bogged down with all the minutiae.

“When’s the date?”

“In a month’s time. Mr. Flynn had a message for you.”

“What’s the message?”

Surprised, Brielle hadn’t expected Flynn to remember someone as minor as her.

“He’s intrigued by your three principles of cognition and hopes to discuss certain ethical perspectives with you next time.”

Was the pursuit of happiness more justifiable than upholding duty? Was goodness an external trait one can

Flynn, he would probably genuinely

“Sure, I’ll be there.”

“The president will be out of Beaconsfield for the next three days. If you need anything, Ms. Brielle, feel free to reach out to

sharing Max’s private itinerary. The pen in Brielle’s fingers

“Alright.”

Hearing this, a twinge of disappointment flickered through her. She lowered her gaze and reined in her

still brightly lit, casting reflections on the giant glass screens amidst the myriad

sense of solitude. In this concrete jungle, even

her neck and sneezed as a cold breeze hit her. Footsteps approached from behind. At this hour, many were still burning the midnight

by warmth as a black suit jacket was draped

on the other end, then walked out with Patrick in tow. His strides were long, and in no time, he was a dozen meters ahead,

in the shadow of that

and the financial metrics are unclear,” his

to the spot,

it was all

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