Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 572

“Hey, what’s your deal, huh? Why does Keagan seem scared of you? Have you been coz 10 to the bigwigs at Dorsey International or something?”

Having been fired, she had nothing left to lose. So what if Brieffe was the president? it was not like they could call the cops just because she hurled a few insults,

Brielle frowned. The elevator had just arrived, and she really wasn’t in the mood for this nonsense. She stepped towards the elevator, intending to leave the confrontation behind.

The woman was having none of it. Clutching her purse, she swung it at Brielle with no small amount of venom. “You little tramp! Ignoring me, huh? Don’t think I’m scared just because you’ve charmed your way to the top. I no longer work under Dorsey International, so you can’t touch me!

Her purse was made of alligator leather, sharp at the edges. Brielle, in her hurry, could only raise her hand in defense. The sharp edge sliced a five–centimeter gash across Brielle’s wrist. and blood flowed freely. The woman herself hadn’t expected this turn of events and paled at the sight.

Brielle was shocked that the purse nearly severed an artery. Her forehead throbbed with tension as bystanders began to take notice. Someone swiftly called for an ambulance. With this wound, Brielle was definitely hospital–bound.

With a steely gaze, Brielle looked at the panicked woman, her eyes sharp as knives.

Feeling the sting of Brielle’s stare, the woman threw a wad of bills at her. “What are you looking at? Here’s enough cash for your hospital trip. And just so you know, you’re not the only one with connections at Dorsey International. You’ve heard of Mr. Dorsey, right? My friend is pretty tight with him and is his girlfriend. One word from me, and you’re out on your ear.”

Brielle couldn’t be bothered with this brainless banter and instructed someone to call the

police.

it would have hit an

She’d finally managed to schedule a dinner with

her voice dark. “When the cops get here, show them the surveillance footage. Assault

I’m so young, and jail would ruin my life. Are you trying to push me over the edge? I swear I’ll jump

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Chapter 577

finished bandaging her

land on anyone.”

“Director Keagan,

sleeve. “Director Keagan, I don’t want to go to jail. Please help me.”

hand, his gaze lingering on Brielle and Ricardo as they entered

elevator.

wrist bleeding, Brielle wouldn’t be able to dine with Max. She tried to call him but noticed blood on

phone clean with a tissue. “Ms. Haywood, here’s your phone. You need to get