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“There’s a coffee station down the hall. I’ll have someone brew a fresh pot and bring it
over. Please, have a seat.”
Catherine had thought that after the words she’d exchanged with Patrick, at the very
least, he’d owe her some sort of explanation out of sheer professional courtesy on account
of Kingston Enterprises. But Patrick had artfully dodged the issue, and he did so by
bringing up such a mundane matter. If she were to press on, she’d seem uncouth.
“No trouble, Patrick. I can grab a cup myself,” she replied, her tone veiling her irritation.
She turned to head towards the coffee station but stopped in her tracks when she saw the
elevator doors slide open, and Brielle step out, leaning heavily on her crutch.
Didn’t Brielle just leave to catch a cab? Why the sudden return? The sight knotted
Catherine’s brow further. Encountering Brielle again felt like a bad omen.
By chance, the room where the contract was to be signed, and Brielle’s office was on the
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtsame floor. Brielle hadn’t expected to see Catherine there, and seeing her now twisted
Brielle’s features in displeasure.
Brielle had only returned because a colleague had called her about some crucial
documents in her office. She had the keys and needed to pass them documents on to
someone in her department.
Pretending not to notice Catherine, Brielle aimed for her office door. Catherine, however,
was not about to let her slip away unnoticed. “Well, if it isn’t Ms. Haywood,” she called out
mockingly.
Brielle, irked but masking it with a smile, responded, “Surely you haven’t forgotten our
run–in just moments ago?”
Catherine’s face stiffened, and her earlier resolve to heed Bradley’s advice was forgotten.
She wanted to close the distance between her and Brielle but hesitated. She remembered
the crutch in Brielle’s hand and did not want to be humiliated like before. So she held
back.
“Ms. Haywood, we’re here to sign a contract with Dorsey International. By all accounts,
we’re guests of your company. Shouldn’t you, as a representative of Dorsey International,
fetch me a coffee?” Catherine stated, looking expectantly at Patrick. “Don’t you agree,
Patrick?”
Patrick grimaced. He wouldn’t dare ask Brielle to pour coffee. Rushing to smooth things
over. he offered, “Ms. Haywood isn’t in the position to do so, but if you need it, I’ll get it for
you.”
Catherine felt out of her depth. Although Patrick seemed merely an assistant, his
longstanding rapport with Max suggested otherwise. Many of Max’s decisions passed
through Patrick influence not unlike that of a royal confidant. Who would dare cross him?
As Catherine stewed in her indignation, a cold, detached voice cut through the tension.
“The executive meeting is about to commence.”
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Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmPatrick froze, turning to see Max standing in the exclusive elevator, hand on the open
button. and his gaze icy as it swept the scene.
Patrick instinctively looked to Brielle, who stood rooted to the spot, eyes locked on Max.
Max’s gaze brushed over Brielle without a pause, as if nothing could stir the depths of his
eyes, cold and fathomless.
Brielle recalled a time when she and Spencer had crossed paths with Max. She recognized
that same impassive scrutiny.
With the elevator doors about to close, Brielle hurriedly handed the keys to Patrick.
“Please, pass these on for me.”
Before Patrick could respond, Brielle made her way to the exclusive elevator. It was a
struggle with her crutch, but she attempted to step inside. The doors were nearly shut
when she reached out, and her fingers fell short.
Then, from within, a long, slender hand reached out, halting the closing doors.
Max stood there, his presence chilling the air around them.
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