Chapter 587

The folding dagger in his hand snapped back into its sheath as a smile bloomed across his face. “Ms. Haywood, do you really think my day will come and I’ll become a superstar?”

Brielle stopped in her tracks and turned to face him, her gaze resolute. “I don’t know, but I’m

going to try.”

His three–hundredth mission in life had again ended in failure. Ricardo looked down, a hint of amusement flickering in his eyes. “Hmm, I believe you, Ms. Haywood.”

Brielle offered him a small smile in return. “You should smile more, you know. When I first noticed you, your demeanor was elegant, yes, but too hollow. It felt like there was no soul. You know Max, the CEO of Dorsey International, right? You remind me of him.”

He’s perfect, so perfect it lacked any warmth of life.

“How could I compare myself to someone of Mr. Dorsey’s stature.”

Unbeknownst to Brielle, she had just been dancing on death’s doorstep. She turned and continued walking forward, her tone lighthearted. “There will be a chance. Everyone will know your name, they will like you, and they will idolize you.”

Despite being cloaked in shadows herself, she still hoped to bring a sliver of light to others. Brielle, what an odd character.

Ricardo pointed ahead to a modest bungalow that, sure enough, was plastered with ads all around, with garbage even spilling out

side of the alley, rolling their eyes skyward at the sight of

that, such a young girl getting into the game. Are jobs that hard to find out there?”

I bet this slut’s here to steal our

looking for that

frowned, momentarily confused by their words.

with fear, and they quickly lowered their heads, falling silent. That look he gave them was terrifying as if the Grim Reaper himself had fixed his gaze upon them. They felt like reaching up and

voice came from inside. “It’s open. Come on in. The delivery sure is slow

a mess to match the alley,

that framed the sky,

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Chapter 587

the bedding.

face was buried in a beard, and on the table were several opened bottles of the strongest

he spotted two strangers enter, his forehead furrowed. “You folks must have the wrong

up a chair for Brielle, who nodded her thanks and then settled down slowly. “Mr. John, we’ve come to see you. I hear you’ve been looking for investors?”

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