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.”

Michael had given Annie any special assignments or if she was just that good at playing her

Annie’s eyes, followed by a light chuckle,

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

a manner during a meeting, so he was taken aback when her hand brushed against his. Their hands met awkwardly as both reached for the same paper.

hand. “I apologize, Max. I was

contact with Max would have surely elicited excitement. But Annie’s reaction was calm, an accidental touch, nothing more.

executives at the table were momentarily taken aback. This new assistant bore an uncanny resemblance to Brielle.

to him. Annie’s demeanor was still respectful. “I’ve heard you’re a bit

next time.”

He frowned but didn’t

Annie tossed the disinfectant wipe into the nearby

and meticulously

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