Master of his heart

Chapter 5

Faith’s tone was icy, her words dripping with disdain as though Brielle was beneath her notice. Brielle knew that if she didn’t take action, the next call would be to the Haywoods, and then her parents would be on the line, lecturing her on her lack of charm and tact.

She was tired of being a puppet on strings. After hanging up, she texted Faith the address of the suburban mansion, Spencer’s little love nest. If Faith cared to dig, she would discover her son’s mistress.

Brielle also wondered if Faith already knew about Spencer and Lillian’s affair, which would explain her increasingly imperious attitude. Not only did Faith expect her to play the dutiful daughter-in-law within the Dorsey clan, but she also expected her to handle Spencer’s business affairs. Talk about making the most of her assets.

When Brielle arrived at Dorsey Tower and pushed open the office door, she found the entire floor eerily silent.

Everyone sat up straight, casting anxious glances toward the elevators. Whispers echoed through the cubicles.

“All the execs got called up for a meeting. Word is Mr. Dorsey’s not staying abroad this time.”

“The Wall Street Journal had a feature on him just the other day-Harvard wunderkind.”

“Looks like a shake-up at Dorsey International.”

that morning, now presiding over the

and just as

“Why’s the director not here? If he skips the exec meeting, our department’s going to be

only one who knew about her

on her badge, “I

in Lucinda’s eyes, followed by a deeply hidden disdain. “Isn’t he your fiancé? Really? With your looks, you can’t even keep a

was an ace up her sleeve,

College. However, in a company like Dorsey International, you could randomly throw a brick, and it would hit a high-achieving graduate from an Ivy League school. However, not everyone had her stunning

Chapter 5

with another woman at the mall last week. Don’t tell me you got two-timed?” Lucinda’s pity

and organized

Hel quickly straightened his tie and smoothed out any wrinkles-clearly, last night’s indulgences had

him the

twisted with distaste as he impatiently headed to the private elevator, “You’re coming to the meeting with me.” She had prepared the files.

the top floor was tense, the

a shiver of dread as he entered the boardroom and met the cold gaze of the man by the window. He greeted respectfully,

Max sat there, like a tree covered with

silent, the

even elders to Max. She pressed her lips together

seat,