Chapter 8

On the way to the office, Brielle clenched her jaw in frustration.

One reason was the throbbing pain in her cheek, and the other was the aches all over her body from spending the night sprawled across the desk.

Upon seeing her arrive, Lucinda hurriedly handed over a stack of documents, “Brielle, the director sent back your report last night, and now Integral Elements Inc. has been hounding us for the bid proposal. If we don’t get it to them by nine tomorrow morning, it’ll be seen as a forfeit.”

Lucinda’s tone was laden with reproach as she spoke. Previously, Spencer never meddled in these affairs, so the approval of the reports was solely on Brielle’s shoulders.

However, because of the slap last night, Spencer let personal grievances creep in and deliberately rejected the report. The report concerned the acquisition of Integral Elements Inc., and Brielle had already met with the head of Integral Elements Inc. Failing to submit the bid proposal at this critical juncture would tarnish not only Dorsey International’s reputation but also her own.

Grinding her teeth, Brielle dialed Spencer’s number, only to be greeted by a familiar female

voice.

“He’s in the shower.”

It was Lillian’s voice.

Brielle took a deep breath, “I don’t care what he’s doing right now; if he’s not at the office within half an hour, I’m taking this report straight to the top floor.”

Haywood family

“Half an hour, huh? Guess

set a

finally settled into a sneer. “Brielle, we don’t mean to rush you, but procuring Integral Elements Inc. is

to everyone else, Brielle,

Max himself at the helm of

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his attention, and indeed, the whole department suffered

down and waited for Spencer’s call. In less than ten minutes, Spencer did

I’m not satisfied with your report on Integral Elements Inc., so I’ve decided to have Lucinda take

been cavalier about the company, but his status afforded him veto

point of dragging the company into this? We’ve dispatched so many people to

Brielle.” Spencer’s tone was dismissive and even a bit nasty, “You’ve made your bed, now lie in

the executive floor. Her colleagues were surprised by her bold move, and their

any surprise when he saw her coming, “Ms. Brielle, the president is in a

hard, and Spencer couldn’t

by an international video conference until 7 p.m. At 7:30, he’ll depart for a charity gala, and won’t

9.”

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