Chapter 386
Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)
Brielle massaged her temples and let out a halfâsmile.
âRyan, itâs not that Kingston Enterprises isnât looking for other companies, but you know their golden boy, Daniel whoâs gone missing. Bradley and Catherine are out of their minds trying to find their sonâ
heâs the apple of their eye. Until Daniel is found, theyâre too preoccupied to focus on business.
Williamâs been sniffing around in the shadows for Daniel. Imagine if he finds Daniel and uses him to force Kingston into signing a lopsided deal. His stock with Michael would skyrocket, donât you think?â
Ryan felt a knot tighten in his gut, and his lists clenched.
He had no standing with Michael and couldnât even set foot in Dorsey International, while Williamâs position seemed unshakeable.
If William managed to bully Kingston Enterprises into an unfair deal, Dorsey International would bleed Kingston dry, and all that credit would go to William.
Ryanâs breath quickened. If William continued to gain favor, Ryanâs standing would only diminish until he became invisible within the Dorsey clan.
He couldnât let William find Daniel.
âBrielle, where are you getting your intel? And why tell meâwhatâs your angle?â
âRyan, Iâve handed you an opportunity. Whether you grab it is your call. Just tip off Michael about Williamâs pressure on the Kingston deal. I doubt Michael would let anyone in the Dorsey. family smother competitors with such tactics.â
The business world wasnât about good guys and bad guys, but Williamâs play was the dirtiest of them all.
A real businessman, someone like Max, would drive a company to ruin using legitimate business strategies, not by threatening family members like some street thug..
All Ryan had to do was drop some hints to the old man, and Williamâs days would be numbered. Once the seeds of doubt were planted in Michaelâs mind, they were bound to sprout.
Being the middle child, overshadowed by William and outmaneuvered by Max, Ryan knew the bitterness he felt over the years all too well.
Brielleâs words spelled crisis, and Ryan wouldnât stand idly by.
After hanging up, Brielle exhaled slowly.
Now, she just had to wait.
Returning to her computer, she saw that Dorsey Internationalâs official website had released at statement.
They committed to cooperating fully with law enforcement and offered a compensation of five million dollars to Sueâs family.
This statement from Dorsey International was timely, as the police had just concluded that a business rival was behind everything. Although Dorsey International was an innocent party. out of humanitarian concern, they had to offer compensation to their employee.
Five million was a hefty sum, showcasing the stature of a major corporation.
For Brielle, it helped to minimize her role in the incident. No one was talking about her anymore: the focus had shifted to the puppet master behind the scenes.
In a clash between capital giants, everyone involved could be seen as a victim.
Once Brielle was out of the public eye, she could be forgotten.
She was finally free from this mess.
Taking a deep breath of relief, she took out her phone and sent Max a kissing emoji.
Max, sitting in his highârise office, froze midâsip of his coffee upon seeing the emoji. A couple of drops spilled, and the executives around him thought heâd come up with a new billionâdollar strategy. They collectively held their breath in anticipation.
After a long pause, the head of HR cautiously asked, âMr. Dorsey, is there something wrong with the proposal we discussed?â
Max looked away, feigning composure as he took a sip of coffee. âWeâre targeting the wrong market.â
After saying that, he set down his coffee cup and shot Brielle a message in return.
[Send more of those emojis in the future.]
After sending the message, he put his phone down with a stern expression. T he executives around him, witnessing his demeanor, thought he had just wrapped up a billionâdollar deal.