Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)
Chatper 122
Chapter 122
“Mr. Dorsey?”
The room spun as she found herself pinned on the couch in the break room. Brielle’s mind was a blur. What on earth was Max up to?
Her eyes widened in shock and just as she attempted to rise, she was pulled back into his embrace. His breath tickled her ear, sending her heartbeat into a frenzy. She couldn’t help but lick her lips nervously.
“Mr. Dorsey, isn’t it work hours?” she managed to say.
Max chuckled, his fingers grazing her side playfully, “What do you think I want to do?”
The irritation bubbled inside Brielle. They were already on the couch, so what else could happen? Were they going to whisper sweet nothings under a cozy blanket?
Rolling her eyes inwardly, she couldn’t help but savoring the private moment.
Her heart was pounding like a drum, and afraid Max would notice, she clumsily changed the subject.
“Mr. Dorsey, I didn’t finish what I was saying earlier. Meeting Flynn the other day was quite the revelation. I mean, comparing the business titan like Flynn to the founder of Book might seem unfair, but I’ve seriously studied Flynn’s speeches. A founder who transcends the pursuit of money, the simplicity of ambition, the public opinion, and truly wants to do something big – he might just become invincible. That’s probably why Flynn managed to make a dent across North America. The founder of Book, even though successful for a first–timer, lacks these qualities.”
Flynn or just watching their talks could be profoundly enlightening. She had spent over a decade with the Haywood family without such opportunities to
on her waist. Brielle surprised him quite a bit. He finally understood why Ryan couldn’t let her go. She was indeed talented. Among the Beaconsfield socialites who were
had called her a canary, but she was never one. Canaries were for those delicate socialites. Brielle was an eagle, yearning to conquer the blue skies. A gilded cage was never meant for
so earnestly, yet now a faint smile played on his
made another small request. “By the way, Uncle Max, do you remember the villa worth over twenty million you
fluttered, followed by a light laugh, “Hmm?”
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promised as a ceremonial gift when you first took over the company. I’d like to sell it, but I guess Spencer hasn’t completed the transfer
there on the couch, Max’s eyes now closed. His eyelashes were long, his skin perfect, his presence cool
out to tug at his sleeve. Her fingers were caught in his, and
ask what I plan to do with the
you do with it is
Despite the villa being a corporate expense, it was originally Spencer’s gift to Lillian. Now he
Brielle found she quite liked his audacity, “Alright, make the call. I don’t want Lillian spending
“Let’s sleep first.”
with that,
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