Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 552

When Michael first brought Brielle into the company, he surely didn’t anticipate that she would have the guts to ruffle feathers the way she did.

As Belle made her stance clear, the room filled with tension so thick you could cut it with a knife. Everyone present was fuming, but no one dared to speak up.

Keagan felt like he was sitting on a bed of nails. Most of the people who hadn’t shown up were at his own behest, a move meant to intimidate Brielle and put her in her place. But she wasn’t playing by the rules, boldly considering firing a whole slew of them!

Did the higher–ups at Dorsey International have any inkling of her maverick moves? Damn it! Who in the upper echelons was she cozy with?

“You do realize, Ms. Haywood, that stirring the pot like this on your first day–especially firing so many–might not sit well with Dorsey International, right?” a voice dared to challenge.

A sly smile played on Brielle’s lips as she thought of Max, still fuming. She would have to sweet–talk him later, but for now, she wanted to wrap things up quickly. “Why don’t you go ahead and let Dorsey International know? Their switchboard number is plastered all over their website. Go on, make that call. See if anyone’s interested in your sob story.”

Her tone was casual as she stood up. “Also, hand over all artist contracts for my review. Those over the hill will get a golden handshake and be shown the door. As for the up–and–comers, the company will pull out all the stops to secure them a spot in showbiz. And the agents who’ve been collecting paychecks without booking a single gig for three years? Dead weight–I don’t need them. Fire them all.”

through the room; her presence alone

Everest.

talents with potential, the company won’t be stingy. If I catch wind of anyone cutting deals behind my back, I won’t be soft–hearted.” Pushing back her chair, her gaze swept over everyone present. “You have one day to get this done. Anyone who can’t cut it–don’t let the door hit you

staff by half and slashed numerous product lines. It was a case of out with the old to

amusing. “You must have friends here. Go find out who’s willing to stay and who’s planning to leave. The company’s about to land some resources, and we’ll

mentor me,” Ricardo blurted out, his head dropping, hands clasped nervously

for a moment before responding, “I’ll

15-17

Chapter 552

the dust settles and the deals are

sister needs you, doesn’t she? Money flows fast in showbiz. Make your mark, and if you

“I’ll work hard to be

all, she figured she’d only be running the show for six months. “Sure thing,” she answered, dismissively pulling out her phone to call Max. As she dialed, she

of service. “Ms. Haywood, let me escort your down.”