Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 650

She felt the wound on her arm twinge again. It had been hastily bandaged, but the news she received first thing in the morning soured her mood. Still, she didn’t head into Dorsey International, opting instead to call Max.

At that moment, Max was in the middle of a meeting, with Annie and Patrick standing just behind him. One was an assistant and the other a secretary. Both were there to keep a pulse on his schedule.

When Brielle’s personalized ringtone sounded, the frost in Max’s brows softened, a hint of warmth flickering in his eyes. He gestured for a pause in the meeting and stepped out onto a small balcony with his phone in hand.

The executives refrained from gossip, instead whispering among themselves about the current project.

Annie glanced curiously at Max’s retreating figure, unable to resist asking Patrick, “Who’s Max on the phone with?”

Patrick’s expression remained unchanged, his response strictly professional, “It’s the Mr. Dorsey’s girlfriend.”

He didn’t know whether Michael had given Annie any special assignments or if she was just that good at playing her role so far, she hadn’t slipped up

“Max has a girlfriend now?” Surprise flickered in Annie’s eyes, followed by a light chuckle, “That explains it.”

returned, his face was once again a mask of indifference, and he signaled for the executives to continue their reports.

Patrick in such a manner during a meeting, so he was taken aback when her hand brushed against his. Their hands

withdrew her hand. “I apologize, Max. I

with Max would have surely elicited excitement. But Annie’s reaction was calm, an

and Brielle were too similar. Even the other executives at the table were momentarily taken aback. This

silence, a disinfectant wipe was offered to him. Annie’s demeanor was still respectful. “I’ve heard you’re a bit of a germaphobe, Max. I’m sorry for that, and

next time.”

response? He frowned but didn’t take the

he didn’t accept it, Annie tossed the disinfectant wipe into the nearby

meeting, Max retreated to his office and meticulously cleaned his hands

hadn’t done anything wrong, so there was no ground for reprimand.

Patrick cautiously interjected, “The project team

he finished reviewing the documents, the HR Director walked in to report on this quarter’s personnel movements. But as soon as he opened the door, the chill inside made him.

sing Brielle’s praises in front of Max. As someone skilled in interpersonal dealings, his insights were