Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 585

By the time he left, Brielle’s gaze fell upon the pile of data sprawled across her desk. She had already arranged Aubree for the performance teacher.

In the world of showbiz, even a pretty face could ignite a wildfire of fame. For now, she had decided to set aside her plans to focus on grooming other talents. After all, the success of a single A–lister could propel a company to go public. As the company flourished, so would the influx of resources, paving the way for others to shine.

One star’s rise could lift all those in their orbit. Her bets were placed on Aubree and Ricardo.

A smile tugged at Brielle’s lips as she envisioned nurturing her best friend into a top–tier celebrity, sweeping her away from no–good men, and letting her star shine on the international stage. It felt like she had discovered her true calling within the walls of Stellar Stage Entertainment.

Her eyes sparkled with a radiant light, and she couldn’t help but shoot a text to Aubree. [One day, I hope to walk you down the red carpet at the Oscars.]

At that moment, Aubree had already arrived at Stellar Stage Entertainment, forewarned by Brielle of the upcoming hectic schedule. Aubree was the kind of person who dove into action immediately, lest she found herself with too much idle time, with her thoughts drifting back to Andrew.

She met with the performance coach, who was already singing her praises. “So, you’re Aubree, right? Have you studied acting before? You have excellent control over your micro–expressions, and there’s a spark in your eyes, a captivating spirit. Who signed you?”

stay, captivated by the new CEO’s promise of change. A woman, whose actions were assertive and decisive, had outsmarted all the executives. Could

but puff up with pride. “Of course, it was Ms.

was to break into Hollywood, but even the most celebrated actresses in town often played second

now had a woman telling them that Ms. Haywood’s ambition was to

Brielle to make such

all shadows. Stellar Stage Entertainment was vast, a playground for countless executives to

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and gloomy corner. Perhaps they, too, could dream?

thing or two about the ways of the world from her time in

promises, then I would believe her.“.

room chimed in with newfound

believe in her. After Ms. Haywood arrived, the sleazy boss who harassed me