Chapter 74

The next morning, Brielle had barely stepped into the department when she felt a glare so intense it could bore holes. She turned and caught sight of Emily, lurking in a corner. Emily’s lips were pursed, her hands clenched around her cell phone as if it were a lifeline.

Initially, Brielle thought she was imagining things until lunch break, when Patrick sauntered onto her floor, and that feeling of being watched intensified.

“Ms. Brielle,” Patrick began, “Dorsey International will be collaborating with Hartley Group, and Mr. Flynn might drop by in person. He specifically requested to meet with you and hopes you’ll join him for the occasion.”

Glancing at her planner, Brielle noted her schedule was jam–packed. Without a manager promotion yet, she was bogged down with all the minutiae.

“When’s the date?”

“In a month’s time. Mr. Flynn had a message for you.”

“What’s the message?”

Brielle hadn’t expected Flynn to

of cognition and hopes to discuss certain ethical perspectives with you next

the pursuit of happiness more justifiable than upholding duty? Was goodness

Flynn, he would probably genuinely engage in

“Sure, I’ll be there.”

out of Beaconsfield for the next three days. If you need anything, Ms. Brielle, feel

private itinerary. The pen in Brielle’s

“Alright.”

a twinge of disappointment flickered through her.

brightly lit, casting

sense of solitude. In this concrete

scarf around her neck and sneezed as a cold breeze hit her. Footsteps approached from behind. At this hour,

her, quickly replaced by warmth as a black suit

out with Patrick in tow. His strides were long, and in no time, he was a dozen meters ahead,

stood in the shadow of

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