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.”
talks could be profoundly enlightening. She had spent over a decade with the Haywood family without
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
delicate socialites. Brielle was an eagle, yearning to conquer the blue skies. A gilded cage was never meant for her, and the small world could never contain her. An engagement should not be her shackle. She was meant for her own dreams and
rarely considered a woman’s future so earnestly, yet now a faint smile played on
his mood, Brielle smoothly made another small request. “By the way, Uncle Max, do you remember the villa worth over twenty
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ceremonial gift when you first took over the company. I’d like to sell it, but I guess Spencer hasn’t completed the transfer procedures. Could you maybe oversee that for me? My words don’t carry much weight
eyes now closed. His eyelashes were long, his skin perfect, his
his sleeve. Her fingers were caught in his, and he asked, “Shall I make a call
to ask what I plan to do with the money?” After all, it was over twenty
with it is up to
a corporate expense, it was originally Spencer’s gift to
make the call. I don’t want Lillian
“Let’s sleep first.”
that, he closed his
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