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.”

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

in Annie’s eyes,

was once again a mask of indifference, and he signaled

a document and moved forward respectfully 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

her hand. “I apologize, Max. I was out of line.”

had been any other woman, such close contact with Max would have surely elicited excitement. But

too similar. Even the other executives at the table were momentarily taken

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

next time.”

frowned but didn’t take the wipe, instead allowing the

tossed the disinfectant wipe into the nearby

Max retreated to his office and meticulously cleaned his hands

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