Master of his heart (Max and Brielle) novel Chapter 352

Chapter 352 

Her eyes twinkled with mirth. “You know, Spencer is sort of a friend of mine, too. Noah, if Brielle really grinds your gears, why not play matchmaker with those two? Spencer’s part of the Dorsey clan. If he ever climbs the corporate ladder, he could be a powerful ally for you.” 

A spark of interest flickered in Noah’s eyes. The thought of Brielle’s recent arrogance left a sour taste in his mouth. If Spencer rose to power, he’d undoubtedly make Brielle’s 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 Brielle’s side, given her disdain for him. 

“Alivia, I’ve got it handled. Trust me, I’ll make sure Spencer gets a foot in the door at the company.” 

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. “Brielle! Were you eavesdropping on my call?!” 

Brielle’s laugh was sardonic as she pointed to the floor. “This 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.” 

Noah’s face turned icy. He was embarrassed and wished he could strangle her right there. “How much did you hear?” 

He hadn’t been on speaker, but if Brielle had been there from the start, she’d have heard every word. “Mr. Noah, would you believe me if I said I heard nothing?” 

Brielle gave him a once–over, her tone tinged with pity. “I’ve never met Ms. Alivia, but if she’s manipulating her admirer to go after someone she dislikes, it doesn’t seem very honorable. Wasn’t Ms. Alivia brought up with a top–notch education?” 

The skepticism in Brielle’s eyes felt like blasphemy to Noah. He wouldn’t allow anyone to belittle Alivia. His gaze turned malevolent, and he reached out to grab Brielle’s 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. “Let go of me!” 

“Mr. Noah, like I said, don’t start anything, or I’ll make a move too.” 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 Alivia’s grace. 

Once inside the elevator, Brielle’s brow furrowed. Alivia’s reach was indeed long, meddling in Dorsey International’s 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 

Chapter 352 

move. 

Returning to her office, Brielle tackled an afternoon’s 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. “Brielle.” 

Brielle’s expression darkened. She turned to leave, but Spencer caught her wrist. “I got some late–night snacks for the team. You’ve been working hard all day; have something before your 90.” 

The office eavesdropped eagerly, remembering how Spencer once couldn’t stand Brielle. Yet now, it seemed he had taken a sudden liking to her. 

Shaking off his hand, she said flatly, “I’m not hungry.”