Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Alivia’s face was a canvas of smiles as the corners of her mouth curled up.

“Amelia, that move of yours was quite clever, but I really can’t call the shots on the script. Once my brother sells it, there’s no turning back For now, you’ve got to take down Brielle, hit Stellar Stage Entertainment where it hurts, and stall their production. Once the script is back in my brother’s hands, then you’ll your chance. Alivia said with a wink.

Amelia managed to meet Kenzo by leveraging her connection with Alivia. As the youngest head of the research institute, Alivia’s value had skyrocketed. Securing an audience with her was no simple task.

Amelia considered herself incredibly lucky. With a simple ask through a friend, Alivia had agreed to pull strings for her

“Now that you’ve spoken, I won’t slack off where Brielle is concerned,” Amelin declared with venom. “And to think she’s hooked with my ex–husband, the shamelessness of it all!”

The mirth in Alivia’s eyes intensified as she set down her spoon. “Right. Once the script is back with Kenzo, I’ll convince him to sell it to you.”

Amelia had her sights set on Kenzo’s script, convinced it was a surefire award–winner and a golden ticket for her own prestige. So, when she learned that Stellar Stage Entertainment had snapped up the script, her blood had boiled.

“But Ms. Alivia, you’ll have to watch out for Brielle. She’s a loose cannon. I’m worried she might seduce Kenzo. Why else would he sell the script to her?”

Amelia had expected Alivia to panic at her words. Instead, Alivia’s response was soft and soothing. “How could she ever be worthy of my brother? I’ve only encouraged him to lead her on a bit. If he can

make her fall for him and then coldly cast her aside, that would be sweet revenge for me. My brother has always been protective of me. He would never let such a woman tarnish the Barnes family name.”

Amelia felt relieved. She figured if Kenzo truly fancied Brielle, she wouldn’t have the guys to target Stellar Stage Entertainment anymore.

Brielle’s lack of solid backing was her downfall. Her only claim to fame was as Spencer’s cast–off fiancée. She had not even crossed the threshold of the Dorsey family home before being tossed aside.

Amelia smirked at the thought. No matter how pretty the package was, without connections, Brielle was a plaything in the entertainment world. John must have been desperate to partner with someone like her.

Inwardly scoffing, Amelia wished John would remain in his dark corner forever. If John co lane, she’d make sure he and his allies were dragged through the mud.

“ay in his

After parting ways with Alivia, Amelia’s steps were light with triumph. The more the internet lambasted Brielle, the lighter her heart felt.

Brielle had been so defiant, Amelia had anticipated a counterattack. Yet, silence was all she got. Brielle was probably waiting for the storm to pass.

Amelia wouldn’t grant her that peace. The quieter Brielle became, the more Amelia encouraged online trolls to provoke her. Soon, Brielle’s social media was flooded with thousands of comments.

“Thought you were tough? Now, playing the shrinking turtle, are we?”

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A valedictorian? Are you sure you didn’t cheat your way to the top?”

“Shame on you for bullying another woman suffering from depression. I’m disgusted. Maybe we should call Beaconsfield College and have them revoke your diploma. They must feel disgraced to claim you as Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

an alumna.”

Brielle’s quiet was a stark contrast to the online furor. After a meeting with Mason, she crafted a detailed action plan and sent it his way.

Marveling at her thoroughness, Mason couldn’t help but exclaim, “Teaming up with you was the best. decision of my life.”

Brielle was drained. She had meticulously analyzed their entry strategy into the market and identified points of a counterattack,

Mason and his team of tech experts trusted her implicitly. They urged her to rest the moment they received her plan, noticing how weary she was. Gone was Brielle’s usual vivacity. She only spoke up when it was necessary to correct a misstep. The meeting’s usual ease had evaporated.

Afterward, Mason took a moment to check in on Brielle’s personal life. “Are you going through a breakup?” he asked, noting the resemblance to his own pre–breakup demeanor.