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.”

her a good candidate for

I’m fine. I just got a bit too invested in a

a young girl,

you join me

aback. Going upstairs meant possibly facing Spencer. She felt a flush

work matters, didn’t notice

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and saw Spencer looking dapper in a crisp white suit. Despite his disagreeable nature, he bore the

didn’t linger on the sight but headed straight for the conference

over an hour and came in with Mr. Dorsey

amusing. Brielle was grooming her new sidekick, his conquest from last night. The thought gave him a perverse satisfaction,

was a scoundrel. Five million for

tension, pushed the door open. The room was devoid of Alivia. Spencer had

You can sit in on the executive

Haywood!” Sydney’s voice pitched high in alarm, but noticing Brielle’s puzzled look and Spencer’s threatening glare,

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

closed the door behind her and

already aware of her presence, put down his

the paperwork; she also wanted to gauge the state of the Dorsey family after William’s incident, stirring up a storm inside