Master of his heart ( Brielle And Max ) novel Chapter 593

Chapter 593 

She had such audacity in Mr. Dorsey’s presence! 

It seemed like fate was on their side. They half–expected Brielle to come in here, all fire and brimstone, spitting out excuses with her sharp tongue that could probably convince Mr. Dorsey of her innocence. But, to everyone’s surprise, Brielle didn’t even attempt to spin a yarn in her defense, nor did she dial it back in front of Max. 

She was practically asking for trouble! Mr. Dorsey would surely kick her to the curb without a second thought! 

A smug smile began to creep across their faces, their eyes gleaming with anticipation of the impending drama. Looking up, they saw Brielle inching closer to Max, even daring to brush against him ever so lightly. 

She had the nerve to bump into the CEO of Dorsey International, the heir to the Dorsey empire, a man rumored to keep women at arm’s length! 

Their faces lit up with twisted joy. Of all people, she chose to flirt with the big boss in plain sight. Absolutely preposterous! 

Brielle paid no mind to their inner turmoil. After her gentle collision with Max, she softened her voice and asked, “What do you think, Mr. Dorsey? Am I right?” 

Max was usually a cool customer, but as Brielle leaned in and covertly tugged at his sleeve for some support, a flicker of amusement passed through his eyes, his lips curving ever so slightly. “You make a fair point,” he conceded. 

Brielle merely glanced at the three stiff executives, who stood frozen, unable to process what they were witnessing, The ever–stoic CEO was actually smiling. Sure, it was a faint smile, but his gaze on Brielle was undeniably tender. 

Impossible! This had to be some kind of trick! 

Then, true to his instinct, Max casually placed his hand on Brielle’s waist, his touch light. “You’ve lost weight.” 

Brielle was tempted to roll her eyes internally as if they had been apart for ages. Holding back a laugh, she quipped, “My bad. I should’ve had a heartier lunch before meeting you, Mr. Dorsey.” 

Since the two had slipped into their flirtatious banter, Patrick approached the three senior staff members. “Mr. Dorsey is tied up at the moment. Please, show yourselves out.” 

It dawned on the executives that Brielle was Mr. Dorsey’s sugar baby. Brielle’s backing was none other than Max himself! 

Max stared at her with sheer indulgence, making it crystal clear that no matter what the executives said today, he wouldn’t punish Brielle. Instead, they had only dug themselves deeper into a hole. 

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Chapter 593 

They were doomed. 

After all their bluster, no wonder Max’s assistant had been giving them those odd looks – he must have thought they were complete idiots! 

Stricken with regret, they hardly knew how to make their exit. Their legs felt like jelly, and their heads spun. 

Once outside, Patrick gave them a stern warning. “Keep your mouths shut about Ms. Brielle and Mr. Dorsey. If word gets out to the rest of Stellar Stage Entertainment, you can kiss your careers goodbye. And remember, Ms. Brielle isn’t vindictive. If, from now on, you only act in the best interest of Stellar Stage Entertainment, she might not hold a grudge. Don’t paint her as petty. She’s been doing everything for the good of the company. You’ve been blinded by self–interest, but she hasn’t.”