Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 362

Brielle stared at the chatter in the group chat, a frown creasing her brow.

In the video, Sarah was crying her eyes out, her plea for help making the unsuspecting guys‘ hearts break, and they rallied to her defense.

Sarah wasn’t about to miss this opportunity. Instead of worrying about being fired by Brielle, she’d rather make a scene to get the higher–ups‘ attention and then take the lead in firing Brielle. It was a classic case of striking first to gain the upper hand.

Sarah had already checked with the venue they had dinner at, confirming there were no cameras in the private room. So the truth, whatever it was, only the colleagues knew.

Brielle had been MIA for the last couple of days, missing her chance to set the record straight.

The scales had already tipped in Sarah’s favor. If Brielle were indeed driven out by public opinion, then anyone who came out to vouch for Brielle now would stick their neck out and might be ostracized by everyone.

In the workplace, being ostracized was a fate worse than death.

Sarah’s lips curled slightly as she read the ongoing discussions in the group chat and chimed

1. in.

[I upset Ms. Haywood, and I’m sorry. Please, let’s not talk about this anymore.]

to sympathize with the underdog, and since Sarah was just another rank–and–file employee, they

shouldn’t we talk about it? She bullied you like that, and what, now

Didn’t she just sleep her way

the Beaconsfield College forum before. Her character has always

gleamed in Sarah’s eyes as she thought of the indignity she had suffered that night. She’s

missed the best opportunity to speak up. Now, any statement from her would only add fuel to the fire. And because of her silence, the

to go this far. It seemed her adversary was

sent to the CEO’s assistant. It was Sunday, and the office was not

Chapter 362

of complaints, Patrick frowned and hesitated before speaking to Max, who was busy with an international meeting. “Mr. Dorsey, there have been complaints against Ms.

stilled, and he slowly looked up. “Complaints about

power, bullying

as many as thirty emails. This was the most concentrated wave of complaints Dorsey International had ever seen.

Max responded with a nonchalant hum, then fell silent.

chat is full of discussions. Because Ms. Brielle hasn’t come out to clarify, the rumors have gotten out of control.”

had the time to explain these past few days, and Max’s eyes twinkled with mirth as to why. “Then dissolve

blinked, but he didn’t question further.

who was itching to spill her long–prepared tirade against Brielle, watched in disbelief as the group fell silent. Her