Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 121

Max hesitated when he saw the founder relinquish control, that was why he made those

remarks to Alivia.

During the meeting, his proposal to invest in the company called Book wasn’t about playing the waiting game; he was biding his time for the founder to reach out first. If the founder decided to keep a firm grip on the company’s reins, there was no need to fret about Book’s future. After all, no one understood its trajectory better than the person who started it all.

But clearly, the founder hadn’t grasped this issue, because according to the intel from Alivia, the founder was still in talks with several other venture capital firms.

Brielle, with only three years of professional experience under her belt, had been devouring financial knowledge since her college days. In four years of undergrad, she’d amassed more wisdom than some grad students do in seven.

The office was dead silent, the few people present barely dared to breathe. And there was Max, sitting in the quiet glow of the room, who after a long pause, finally gave a gentle nod, “Early next month, you’ll accompany me abroad.”

It was the second time he’d be taking Brielle on a business trip in a short span.

Brielle froze. The last auction event was common knowledge at the company, and many were speculating about his opinion of her. Now he was taking her on another trip, seemingly unfazed by the risk of sparking rumors.

“Mr. Dorsey, if it’s about Book, you really needn’t bother. As long as the founder doesn’t change his mind, you’re definitely not going to invest.”

“Brielle, what’s got you so twisted up?”

so abruptly that Brielle was momentarily lost. She even thought she’d heard him wrong and, mindful of the two executives sitting nearby, she quickly composed herself, “What are you implying,

avoid

Max, then shifted their eyes to Brielle, sensing something off in the president’s demeanor towards her.

it was time to leave. Feeling

the door even closed, Max’s icy voice cut through. “Do you really think you can

The door shut firmly, and whatever was said next was lost to those outside.

with perspiration. They had climbed to their current positions by knowing which secrets to keep buried.

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knowing look, aware that Brielle was untouchable, at least until the president decided

door was closed, Brielle let out a sigh of relief, “Uncle Max, aren’t

sit in this

was thoroughly

remembered the random call from him while she was dining with Kenzo, a flicker of hope stirring within her.

by her dinner with Kenzo? Was that why he kept texting and calling?

jealous, fearing she might be reading too much into

wanted you to

smidgeon, he’d surely