Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 78

“Ms. Brielle, Mr. Dorsey would like a word with you.”

The staff member handed over the phone, and Brielle worked hard to keep her composure, but the moment she heard his voice, her eyes began to sting with the threat of tears. She pushed back that hint of vulnerability, striving not to let her tone betray anything.

“Mr. Dorsey.” She called out, then bit her lip hard, the taste of iron filling her mouth.

“A ten–billion–dollar corporate secret?” The man’s voice was cool, waiting for her reply.

Brielle wiped the blood from her lip with the back of her hand, managing a smile, “Yes, Mr. Dorsey, no need to worry. I will work with the police to recover the thumb drive.”

The so–called business secrets out of thin air only needed Max’s admission to become a nailed–down case. However, if he refused to admit, Brielle could be detained on charges of obstructing official duties.

Heaven and hell hung on his next words.

didn’t speak immediately. After a long pause, he asked softly,

a sharp jab in her heart, the burning sensation was unbearable. “Mr. Dorsey, about that

cops. I’m sending Brent to pick

on the conversation no longer dared to delay, pressing the man about the location of

behind the scene. “I really don’t know anything about a thumb drive, I was just paid to disfigure Brielle,

other allegation was significantly more severe.

tiff was a ruse, and in their fury, they whipped out handcuffs and secured the man in place. “Spill it!

and forth nervously, she was like a cat on a hot tin

of Brielle’s face being ruined sent a thrill of excitement through her. That bitch was so bold as to flirt with

phone rang, excitement flashing in her eyes as she quickly answered. “How did

police just called me. They

aback, her voice filled with panic, “What’s going on? Weren’t you supposed to have someone scratch Brielle’s face? What corporate secret?”

for you, got that thug involved, and now he’s been caught by the cops. If they trace the money back to

just as awkward as hers. The darling of the Rowland family was their frail legitimate, daughter, doted on by everyone, especially with

not to