Chapter 683
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Max wouldn’t touch anything prepared by another woman, so he gently pushed it aside. “No thanks,
just focus on your tasks at hand”
Annie picked up the soup with a nod. “Shall I take this and offer it to someone else? Here’s your
coffee.”
“Coffee’s handled by Patrick.” His voice was indifferent as he settled into the leather office chair and
booted up hisputer.
Annie didn’t press any further, carrying the coffee and soup out of the office. She had be well–
acquainted with the top brass by now. Back at her desk, she slid the bowl of soup towards her
neighboring colleague.
“Max girl whipped this up. He didn’t want it. Have at it, will ya? My stomach’s off this morning; can’t
stomach a sip.”
With that photo of Brielle and Max’s kiss making the rounds, Annie’s colleague definitely knew about
Brielle. Brielle had be something of a celebrity within Dorsey International. Thepany chat had
been buzzing for days.
When Max was still remotely handling business from abroad, he was held in near–mythical regard. In
the flesh, he was practically untouchable. His interest was strictly on work and nothing else. Who would
have guessed he’d nt one on an employee right there against the office wall?
The memory alone was enough to set hearts racing. It wasn’t them Mr. Dorsey kissed, but witnessing it
felt like a whirlwind, sending shivers down their spines.
Mr. Dorsey clearly fancied Ms. Brielle, but why did he turn down her homemade soup?
Annie’s decision to offer the soup to this particr colleague was no coincidence. She knew the
woman loved a juicy bit of gossip, especially about the higher–ups. True to form, the woman lifted the
lid, snapped a photo, and flung it into the group chat with hundreds of employees. [Can you believe my
luck? Sipping on soup made by the boss futuredy herself.]
A wave of question marks flooded the chat, and the colleague, unable to keep a secret, spilled the
beans. [Ms. Brielle made it for the boss, but he passed it off to Annie. She said she wasn’t feeling it and
gave it to me, hehe.]
When the M&A folks in the chat saw this, one, feeling a touch irked, forwarded the screenshot to
Brielle.
Brielle was on set with Aubree at the time. She pursed her lips upon seeing it.
Her colleagues seemed miffed, chattering nonstop. [What’s this about Annie not having an appetite
Haywood, everything okay with you and the boss?]
Brielle lifted her hand and massaged her forehead, without making a reply. She genuinely didn’t know
what
to say.
Furthermore, she was unclear of Annie’s intentions. All she saw was that Annie portrayed herself
impably. However, seeing Annie by Max’s side, exhibiting a temperament and appearance strikingly
simr to her own, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of unease stir within her heart.
Silence fell briefly in the staff chat before the sleuths began to theorize.
[They must go way back. Could Mr. Dorsey be with Brielle because of her and Annie’s simr looks?]
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The conjecture set the rumor mill spinning Just as the conversation was picking up steam, the chat was
abruptly disbanded, leaving everyone’smends hanging and unanswered
The admin had dissolved the group.
Patrick, sening the matter settled, handed Max his phone. “Sir, all taken care of”
Max was in the midst of a video conference, his demeanor icy, his face frosted over. He finished up in
silence and then looked up. “Is Brielle still at Ster Stage Entertainment?”
Patrick nodded, “Seems like it.”
Max reached for his coat, ready to take the initiative, but after a few steps, a shadow crossed his eyes
Brielle had fled after that idental p and had not sent a message or called since. From his
perspective, it hardly seemed right to chase after her. If Brielle cared even a bit, she wouldn’t be so
coldly
indifferent.
A restlessness flickered across his features. Whether psychological or not, he felt a fever brewing.
“Patrick” He called out, and Patrick was at his heels in an instant. “Tell Brielle I’m working sick. Wouldn’t
listen to anyone who tried to stop me.
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