Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 423

But Brielle was none the wiser, having told Max she wouldn’t be at the Premier Palace and had Instead gone back to Pearl Estate for some rest.

The next day, when she arrived at Dorsey International, she couldn’t shake the feeling that there was a strange odor in her office. The scent was enough to make her feel a bit queasy.

A stack of documents needing her signature was on her desk, and after attending to that, she decided to head to the top floor.

Passing by the workstation of the girl who had been the center of yesterday’s gossip, she noticed that her complexion was ghostly pale, devoid of any color.

Brielle frowned. The girl, Sydney, was usually such a cheerful soul. “If you’re not feeling well, just write me a sick note, and I’ll approve your leave.”

Sydney jumped at the sound of Brielle’s voice, shrinking back. As whispers of Mr. William’s assault allegations reached her ears, the last bit of color drained from her face. She stood up abruptly, knocking her chair to the ground.

It seemed she only then noticed Brielle, her eyes suddenly brimming with tears.

It must have been something about last night’s soup, and if it hadn’t been for Brielle’s soup, she wouldn’t have had that encounter with Spencer. Now, seeing Brielle’s innocent expression, Sydney’s heart filled with resentment.

After what she’d been through because of Brielle–crying for the better part of the night, still puffy–eyed–there was Brielle looking like the picture of innocence, and Sydney couldn’t help but feel bitter.

Moreover, Spencer had been looking for Brielle last night. It was just Sydney’s bad luck.

Sydney clenched her teeth. When she realized she was overreacting, she quickly cast her gaze downward. “I’m fine. There’s no need to take a leave.”

personality was a bonus, making her a good candidate for her

too invested in a TV series last

a young girl,

join me for

Going upstairs meant possibly facing Spencer. She

preoccupied with work matters, didn’t

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crisp white suit. Despite his disagreeable nature, he bore the

the sight but headed straight for the

been inside for over an hour and came in with Mr. Dorsey this morning.” His gaze shifted past her, landing on Sydney, who instinctively hid behind

gave him a perverse satisfaction, much like the thrill he used to get from his clandestine affairs

was a scoundrel. Five million for

door open. The room was devoid of Alivia. Spencer had

to Sydney, she instructed, “Wait here for me. You can sit in

puzzled look and Spencer’s threatening glare, she

documents. These kinds of meetings, where only a few executives droned on, were perfect for an

door behind her and called out, “Max.”

already aware of her presence, put down his

handed him the documents. Her visit wasn’t just about the paperwork; she also wanted to gauge the state of the Dorsey family after William’s incident, stirring up a storm inside