Master of his heart

Chapter 304
“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 same 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?
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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.”
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Then, from within, a long, slender hand reached out, halting the closing doors.
Max stood there, his presence chilling the air around them.