Master of his heart (Max and Brielle) novel Chapter 1395

Everett felt a wave of relief wash over him after giving Victoria a beating. He glanced coldly at her crumpled form on the ground, snorted, and retraced his steps.

He still had to head over to Unicorn Corporation today. Mason, who was a big shot there now, could easily set him up with a respectable job.

Ever since the Dorsey family took control of his life, his social life had been in shambles. Every time he tried to catch up with friends, Victoria would blow up his phone, turning him into the butt of everyone's jokes. They all said he was Victoria's lapdog.

The constant pressure made him fantasize about tearing Victoria apart. But that would spell trouble for him too, so he settled for leaving her half-dead.

Victoria lay curled up on the ground, too weak to get up but still staring at him.

"Don't go, Everett. Please don't leave me," she begged.

Everett didn't even bother to listen. He walked away with long strides.

When he arrived at Unicorn Corporation, he called Mason, who came down to meet him.

Mason was a familiar face around Unicorn Corporation, especially after his recent interview on Wall Street. The young women in the office blushed at the sight of him.

Everett felt quite pleased with this scene.

"Son, you're not getting any younger. If you like someone, you should go for it. All the execs your age are still single, and the competition is fierce. Now that you know Brielle, you have a direct line to some of North America's elite families. You could choose from the debutantes. That way, we can walk tall wherever we go."

The folks back in Beaconsfield, who mocked him for being Victoria's lapdog, would surely be shocked.

Just the thought brought Everett immense satisfaction.

But Mason only pressed the elevator close button with a detached air.

"I'm not interested in dating right now."

Everett breathed a sigh of relief. Anything was better than getting tangled up with someone like Tiffanie, which would have been his undoing.

Mason arranged a decent job for Everett with a high salary. Everett was quite satisfied, standing tall and proud.

But Mason wasn't interested in lingering. After setting everything up, he returned to his office.

Sitting at his desk, Mason glanced at his phone. Lewis had sent a message, asking how he was feeling.

Remembering the hassle he caused Lewis the night before, Mason invited him for dinner. Lewis raised an eyebrow but didn't decline.