Chapter 423

But Brielle was none the wiser, having told Max she wouldn’t be at the Premier Palace and had Instead gone back to Pearl Estate for some rest.

The next day, when she arrived at Dorsey International, she couldn’t shake the feeling that there was a strange odor in her office. The scent was enough to make her feel a bit queasy.

A stack of documents needing her signature was on her desk, and after attending to that, she decided to head to the top floor.

Passing by the workstation of the girl who had been the center of yesterday’s gossip, she noticed that her complexion was ghostly pale, devoid of any color.

Brielle frowned. The girl, Sydney, was usually such a cheerful soul. “If you’re not feeling well, just write me a sick note, and I’ll approve your leave.”

Sydney jumped at the sound of Brielle’s voice, shrinking back. As whispers of Mr. William’s assault allegations reached her ears, the last bit of color drained from her face. She stood up abruptly, knocking her chair to the ground.

It seemed she only then noticed Brielle, her eyes suddenly brimming with tears.

It must have been something about last night’s soup, and if it hadn’t been for Brielle’s soup, she wouldn’t have had that encounter with Spencer. Now, seeing Brielle’s innocent expression, Sydney’s heart filled with resentment.

what she’d been through because of Brielle–crying for the better part of the night, still puffy–eyed–there was Brielle looking like the

Spencer had been looking for Brielle last night. It was just

teeth. When she realized she was overreacting, she quickly cast her gaze downward. “I’m fine. There’s no need to

performing well lately, and her upbeat personality was a bonus, making her a good candidate for her assistant. She offered a

a bit too invested in a TV series last night, and

young girl,

join me

upstairs meant possibly facing Spencer. She felt a flush of nerves but followed Brielle’s lead.

preoccupied with work matters, didn’t

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private elevator and saw Spencer looking dapper in a crisp white suit. Despite his disagreeable nature, he bore the

didn’t linger on the sight but headed straight for the

want to go in there? Alivia’s been inside for over an hour and came in with Mr. Dorsey this morning.”

The thought gave him a perverse satisfaction, much like the thrill he used to get

never denied it–he was a scoundrel. Five million for just one

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