Chapter 303

Brielle, unfazed by the expectation of her pausing at the words thrown at her, intensified her swing at Catherine’s leg. Catherine wobbled, nearly tumbling to the ground.

Bradley, having never been so publicly disrespected, especially by someone younger, felt his temperature drop. Catherine’s whimpering call prompted him to step forward and helped her to her feet.

“Ms. Brielle, as the Director of Dorsey International, you should be aware that we are one of your clients. Do you have any idea of the repercussions of offending a client? If we bring this matter to Mr.

Dorsey, I wonder whether your position as Director will remain secure.”

Brielle couldn’t help but smirk. “Be my guest. I doubt you’d be foolish enough to back out of the deal voluntarily. After all, clawing your way to this opportunity must’ve taken considerable effort. Mr. Bradley, instead of lecturing me, perhaps you should keep a tighter leash on your better hall. Otherwise, the next time she stirs up trouble, you might just lose this hard–earned opportunity.”

Catherine, incensed by Brielle’s belittlement, was about to retaliate when she was stopped by Bradley’s stern admonition. “That’s enough. Why flex your muscles here?”

Catherine, not wanting to back down but noticing the bruise forming on her leg, felt aggrieved. “Brielle, just you wait. When I go in to discuss the partnership, I’ll make sure to report you to the senior management of Dorsey International.”

Brielle raised an eyebrow, and her response was the same. “As you wish.”

Shaking with anger but aware of the many eyes on them, Catherine clenched her teeth, not wanting to cause a scene. “Fine, but don’t come crying to me later!”

Bradley cast Brielle a lingering glance before heading towards the Dorsey Tower. From another vehicle, several top brass from Kingston Enterprises eyed Brielle before departing.

Brielle stood alone and sighed. Had she just made enemies with Kingston Enterprises?

Inside Dorsey Tower, Bradley was escorted directly to the contract signing floor by a company representative, leaving Catherine to wait outside.

Before entering the meeting room, Bradley didn’t forget to caution her. “Don’t stir up any more. trouble.

With the Haywood family’s fall, everyone’s walking on eggshells. Nobody knows what Max is really thinking. Settle your score with that girl later; let’s secure the contract first.”

Though Catherine was seething, she knew she had to play along for now. During Bradley’s absence, Catherine ran into Patrick.

Patrick, recognizing her, addressed her politely, “Ms. Catherine.”

Catherine’s demeanor instantly turned respectful, and she greeted him, “Patrick, I really owe you one for this contract.”

Patrick was caught off guard. Hadn’t the president already rejected the partnership with Kingston Enterprises? Why was Catherine still talking about a contract?

Patrick frowned, trying to conceal his confusion with a smile.

“What exactly is the nature of the contract between Kingston Enterprises and Dorsey International?”

Trying to appear gracious, Catherine explained, “We were blindsided by Dorsey International’s termination notice. I didn’t sleep a wink that night, only to receive a message last evening urging us to come today with the contract in hand.”

Patrick silently parsed the key points of this conversation. If the contract was being renegotiated, it certainly wasn’t Max’s doing. Once Max decided to cancel, he wouldn’t backtrack. Even if he truly intended to let go of Ms. Brielle, he wouldn’t allow someone who had bullied her to be so brazen. It seemed someone else was pulling the strings for the contract with Kingston Enterprises. Patrick couldn’t be sure who it was.

“I see. Then, here’s to a successful signing for Bradley.”

“Absolutely. It’s a win–win for both companies after all.”

Catherine, considering Patrick’s position, pondered for a moment. “By the way, do you know Brielle?”

Patrick was taken aback. He had specifically looked into the truth behind Brielle’s second injury and was aware of the tension between her and Catherine. Now, faced with her question, he replied, “I do know her. We’re colleagues, after all. Ms. Haywood occasionally comes up for meetings. I’ve seen her a few times, but we’re not close.”

A spark of hope glinted in Catherine’s eyes. If even Max’s assistant claimed not to be close to Brielle, how could Max himself have any significant involvement with her? She couldn’t fathom where Connor had heard such an unreliable rumor.

Frustrated by her own fears, Catherine grew more irritated. “When I arrived earlier, Ms. Haywood’s attitude was… well, let’s not dwell on it. Fortunately, we’re still able to collaborate. After all, Ms.

Haywood is an employee of Dorsey International, and I Shouldn’t say more.”

A classic case of feigning retreat to advance. Patrick, a seasoned player in the game, knew exactly what she was implying but chose to ignore it.