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?”

Flynn to remember

hopes to discuss certain ethical

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

would probably genuinely engage in such

“Sure, I’ll be there.”

of Beaconsfield for the next three days. If you need

as good as openly sharing Max’s private itinerary. The pen in

“Alright.”

days. Hearing this, a twinge of disappointment flickered through her. She lowered her

pm before leaving Dorsey International. The building was still brightly lit, casting reflections on the giant glass screens amidst the

overwhelming sense of solitude. In this concrete

cold breeze hit her. Footsteps approached from behind. At this hour, many were still burning the midnight

over her, quickly replaced by warmth as a black suit jacket was draped over her shoulders.

other end, then walked out with Patrick in tow. His strides were long, and in no time, he was a dozen meters ahead, his silhouette

in the shadow

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