Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

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Max felt a suffocating tightness in his chest, especially as he heard her continuing to inquire about Mason. Without a second thought, he hung up the call.

“Mr. Dorsey.”

“Beep… Beep… Beep…”

Brielle was somewhat incredulous at the sound coming from the other end.

After Max ended the call, he walked back to his seat, his tone as icy as a December morning.

“Continue.”

Everyone shivered, feeling the room temperature drop even further.

The Finance Director, realizing he might have misspoken, attempted to mitigate the situation. “President, I’d like to propose a raise for Ms. Haywood. She’s been an exemplary employee. and she’s about to represent our company in negotiations. Her current salary just doesn’t match her status.”

“Indeed, Ms. Haywood is

especially since she was at odds

progress on. No matter how it was viewed, it seemed like negligence of duty. And they still wanted to give her a raise?

people at the meeting

Ms. Haywood

if anyone deserves a raise, it should be Ms. Alivia. She’s not our employee, so Mwr.

to delight Max, but his expression only grew colder. His gaze turned to the

Brielle. Winning over Brielle was akin to winning over Mr. Dorsey, which meant good days. ahead

their sycophancy had backfired and fell

clouded with gloom, he paused at the door. The thought of Brielle’s indifference, yet offering her a raise–it would be a blow

furrow formed between his brows, and he spoke coolly. “But don’t make it too much.

this wasn’t a sign of Max’s

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deliberate strategy to prolong the subordinate’s promotion progress. After all, a hungry hound hunts best. In this process, Brielle would undoubtedly become more reliant

in the Finance Director’s eyes, oblivious to his overactive imagination, “Understood.”