Chapter 352
Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)
Her eyes twinkled with mirth. âYou know, Spencer is sort of a friend of mine, too. Noah, if Brielle really grinds your gears, why not play matchmaker with those two? Spencerâs part of the Dorsey clan. If he ever climbs the corporate ladder, he could be a powerful ally for you.â
A spark of interest flickered in Noahâs eyes. The thought of Brielleâs recent arrogance left a sour taste in his mouth. If Spencer rose to power, heâd undoubtedly make Brielleâs life difficult. And even if Spencer ended up as just another face in the Dorsey International crowd, his mere presence would be a thorn in Brielleâs side, given her disdain for him.
âAlivia, Iâve got it handled. Trust me, Iâll make sure Spencer gets a foot in the door at the company.â
They exchanged a few more words before Noah reluctantly ended the call. As he turned around. he nearly jumped out of his skin at the sight of a woman standing mere meters behind him. His embarrassment quickly turned to anger. âBrielle! Were you eavesdropping on my call?!â
Brielleâs laugh was sardonic as she pointed to the floor. âThis is a public area, Mr. Noah. Maybe next time, you should find a more private spot for your calls. I had to pass by to get to my department and was polite enough not to interrupt.â
Noahâs face turned icy. He was embarrassed and wished he could strangle her right there. âHow much did you hear?â
He hadnât been on speaker, but if Brielle had been there from the start, sheâd have heard every word.
âMr. Noah, would you believe me if I said I heard nothing?â
Brielle gave him a onceâover, her tone tinged with pity. âIâve never met Ms. Alivia, but if sheâs manipulating her admirer to go after someone she dislikes, it doesnât seem very honorable. Wasnât Ms.
Alivia brought up with a topânotch education?â
The skepticism in Brielleâs eyes felt like blasphemy to Noah. He wouldnât allow anyone to belittle Alivia.
His gaze turned malevolent, and he reached out to grab Brielleâs throat.
But Brielle ducked, avoiding his grasp, and with a swift move, she pinned his arms behind his back, pressing him against the wall. Noah, red with rage, struggled helplessly. âLet go of me!â
âMr. Noah, like I said, donât start anything, or Iâll make a move too.â She released him and walked towards the elevator.
Rubbing his sore arms, Noah seethed with loathing for Brielle. She lacked any semblance of femininity, nothing like Aliviaâs grace.
Once inside the elevator, Brielleâs brow furrowed. Aliviaâs reach was indeed long, meddling in Dorsey Internationalâs affairs and bossing around its executives. With the backing of the Barnes family, she lived a life of ease that 99% of the world could only dream of.
Brielle sighed softly as she looked at her reflection in the mirror. It was unwise to confront someone like Alivia without having her own wings fully spread. But Alivia had already made her move.
Returning to her office, Brielle tackled an afternoonâs worth of paperwork. By 8 PM. Dorsey Tower was still buzzing with activity. Having cleared her backlog of work, she rubbed her tired. eyes and stood to leave, only to be greeted by a commotion outside. Curious to check it out, she grabbed her bag and stepped out to a hallway filled with delicious aromas.
Spencer, all smiles, was at the center of a lively crowd. Spotting her, his face lit up. âBrielle.â
Brielleâs expression darkened. She turned to leave, but Spencer caught her wrist. âI got some lateâ
night snacks for the team. Youâve been working hard all day; have something before your 90.â
The office eavesdropped eagerly, remembering how Spencer once couldnât stand Brielle. Yet now, it seemed he had taken a sudden liking to her.
Shaking off his hand, she said flatly, âIâm not hungry.â
Undeterred, Spencer chuckled, âI packed a light meal just for you. Take it home, heat it up if your get hungry.â
Brielle frowned and her patience was wearing thin. âWhatâs this all about, Spencer?â
It was best to address some matters headâon, especially with so many onlookers. If she didnât make her stance clear, people might think she was leading Spencer on. In this society, women were held to a much higher standard than men.
âLook, Brielle, am I not being clear enough? Iâm trying to win you back. I made mistakes before. and I know you have feelings for me, too. Can we drop the past and start over?â
âI know you have feelings for me, too?â