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, “Are you hurt?”

heart, the burning sensation was unbearable. “Mr. Dorsey,

cops. I’m sending Brent to pick you

issue was legitimate. The staff members eavesdropping on the conversation no longer dared to delay, pressing the man about the location of the

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

the other allegation was significantly more severe. He sat rigid in his chair, his gaze fixed maliciously on

understood that the so–called lovers‘ tiff was a ruse, and in their fury, they whipped out handcuffs and secured the man in place. “Spill it! Who’s behind

forth nervously, she was like

excitement through her. That bitch was so bold as to flirt with Max. This was her

she quickly answered. “How did it go?!

by surprise. “Emily, did you set me up on purpose? The police just called me. They said this is suspected to be a theft of Dorsey International’s corporate

was taken aback, her voice filled with panic, “What’s going on? Weren’t you supposed to have someone

you, got that thug involved, and now he’s been caught by the cops. If they trace the money back to me, I’m done for. You better come

at a loss for words. She and Sophia were good friends, and Sophia was a Rowland, although her status was just as awkward as hers. The

not to panic-”