Chapter 650

She felt the wound on her arm twinge again. It had been hastily bandaged, but the news she received first thing in the morning soured her mood. Still, she didn’t head into Dorsey International, opting instead to call Max.

At that moment, Max was in the middle of a meeting, with Annie and Patrick standing just behind him. One was an assistant and the other a secretary. Both were there to keep a pulse on his schedule.

When Brielle’s personalized ringtone sounded, the frost in Max’s brows softened, a hint of warmth flickering in his eyes. He gestured for a pause in the meeting and stepped out onto a small balcony with his phone in hand.

The executives refrained from gossip, instead whispering among themselves about the current project.

Annie glanced curiously at Max’s retreating figure, unable to resist asking Patrick, “Who’s Max on the phone with?”

Patrick’s expression remained unchanged, his response strictly professional, “It’s the Mr. Dorsey’s girlfriend.”

special assignments or if she was just that good at playing her role so far, she

Annie’s eyes, followed by a light chuckle, “That

only away for a few minutes. When he returned, his face was once again a mask of indifference, and he

to help him. Max had never interacted with Patrick in such a manner during a meeting, so he was taken aback when her hand brushed against his. Their hands met awkwardly

“I apologize, Max. I

contact with Max would have surely elicited excitement. But Annie’s reaction was

Even the other executives at the table were momentarily

tainted. In the silence, a disinfectant wipe was offered to him. Annie’s demeanor was still respectful. “I’ve heard you’re a bit of a germaphobe, Max. I’m sorry for that, and I’ll be

next time.”

He frowned but didn’t take the wipe, instead allowing the executives to continue

disinfectant wipe into the nearby trash can and

Max retreated to his office and meticulously cleaned

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