Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 569

This kind of disgraceful practice was nothing new in the corporate world. Celebrities were just numbers to be crunched, and artists, with no rights to speak of, were merely pawns in the

game.

“There’s no need for that. If there’s nothing else, go ahead and do as I say,” Brielle said with a nonchalant tone. She pondered for a moment before slightly lifting her gaze. “If the company’s coffers are dry, then let’s withhold all the executives‘ Christmas bonuses this year. We’ll save tens of millions that way. We can invest it in a new TV series, get a high–profile actor to lead, and cast our up–and–coming talents in supporting roles. Problem solved, right?”

“Brielle, you’ve gone too far! First, you cut down our staff, and now you want to take our Christmas bonuses too?!”

An executive’s Christmas bonus could be in the millions, and many had been eagerly awaiting

that moment.

Brielle scoffed, her sharp edge rivaling that of Max. “If you had actually contributed to the company over the years, I might have reconsidered. The funds from Dorsey International have dwindled to nearly nothing for talent investment, and as for where the rest went, you’re more aware of that than I am. If you don’t like it, there’s the door. In fact, I’m not too pleased with the current leadership as is.”

“You!!” Keagan was livid, well aware that Brielle was playing her veto card, and couldn’t care less about anyone’s opinion.

did she get this

to white, but eventually,

his. “I never planned on being friends with any

might drop dead from rage right there. He turned on

out, the remaining

say

insane! Who does that? If everyone leaves, she’ll

fire people. All our Christmas bonuses are canceled, to be funneled into the TV series. If you’re not on board, you might as well leave now.”

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Our Christmas bonuses?!” That was everyone’s sweet slice of the ple

total over ten million. What

hand resignedly. “Someone must be backing her. Just do as she says, or we’ll be the

it clear he couldn’t defy them. Besides, the money was good, too good to cut off his own cash flow. So, while he had ignited their rage, he had no personal stake in it and

others were