Master of his heart

Chapter 347

Chapter 347

The carer deliberately slowed her speech, making it sound a tad syrupy.

Brielle’s momentarily stalled brain clicked into gear. “I’m Mr. Dorsey’s employee. I need to discuss something with him.”

“Oh, is that so?”

A flicker of disdain passed through the carer’s eyes. Was this one of those assistants who used the guise of reporting to Mr. Dorsey as a ploy to flirt? And with that pleasing voice, the possibility seemed even more likely.

“Max is aware of the situation already.” she stated dismissively and hung up, placing Max’s phone back in its spot.

No sooner had she done this than the door swung open, and Max stood in the doorway, his gaze turning icy and piercing. “What are you doing at my desk?”

His computer had a privacy screen, and all the folders were locked. There had been attempts to steal company secrets before, but none had succeeded. So the instant he saw someone near his computer, he was on alert.

flushed instantly. “Max, about the health checkup I mentioned…”

to stir Max; instead, he addressed someone behind him, “Get someone

or out and about, men often ogled her figure. But Max had never given her a second glance, and

face turned crimson, a sense of defeat like she had never felt before washing over

paused. “Did you touch my phone?”

where it was before? And surely Max hadn’t had time to check the surveillance

pounded erratically, but she feigned innocence. “I

been great, and a sedative meant not even thunder

aura sharp as a knife’s edge.

peel off her clothes. “Max, I’ve fancied you from the

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Chapter 347

swiftly tied around her wrists. With a firm tug, she was pulled out of the room. She didn’t land on her feet, her clothes were disheveled, and she found herself

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