Chapter 347

The carer deliberately slowed her speech, making it sound a tad syrupy.

Brielle’s momentarily stalled brain clicked into gear. “I’m Mr. Dorsey’s employee. I need to discuss something with him.”

“Oh, is that so?”

A flicker of disdain passed through the carer’s eyes. Was this one of those assistants who used the guise of reporting to Mr. Dorsey as a ploy to flirt? And with that pleasing voice, the possibility seemed even more likely.

“Max is aware of the situation already.” she stated dismissively and hung up, placing Max’s phone back in its spot.

No sooner had she done this than the door swung open, and Max stood in the doorway, his gaze turning icy and piercing. “What are you doing at my desk?”

His computer had a privacy screen, and all the folders were locked. There had been attempts to steal company secrets before, but none had succeeded. So the instant he saw someone near his computer, he was on alert.

The carer’s cheeks flushed instantly. “Max, about the health checkup I mentioned…”

he addressed someone behind him, “Get someone else to take care of

must have misheard. She was attractive, and whether at work or out and about, men often ogled her figure. But Max had never given her a second glance, and even labeled her intentionally soft

crimson, a sense of defeat like she had never felt before washing

nostrils. Just as he reached for his phone, his fingers paused. “Did you touch my phone?” He always placed his phone about six inches from the

where it was before? And surely Max hadn’t had time to check the surveillance footage. She had

she feigned

been great, and a sedative meant not even thunder

turned to stone, his aura sharp as

as she slowly began to peel off her clothes. “Max, I’ve fancied you

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swiftly tied around her wrists. With a firm tug, she was pulled out of the room. She didn’t land on her feet, her clothes were disheveled, and she found herself sitting

door slammed shut with

and her face turned pale. She heard the click of high heels approaching. Shortly after,

down. Alivia’s eyes were ruthless as her heel

Alivia’s cold voice, “Make a sound, and

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