Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 656

had intended to spend the night at the hotel to keep Aubree company, but she was politely turned

After a brief meltdown, It seemed like Aubree had collected herself. She just momentarily lost control because she had run into Andrew unexpectedly and without preparation.

Aubree gathered her composure, announcing that she would stay with the other crew members. Brielle wanted to persuade her otherwise. After all, Aubree was a lady of privilège, unaccustomed to modest lodgings, But Brielle’s words fell on deaf ears, and she could only ask Ricardo to keep a closer eye on Aubree.

Once Brielle had seen them settled, she met up with John. A cigarette dangled between John’s fingers, his face alight with joy. “Ms. Haywood, rest assured, they’re both immensely talented. Aubree even slimmed down significantly to better fit the image of the character she’s playing. She was too glowing before, too rosy and healthy.”

Brielle chose not to mention that Aubree’s weight loss hadn’t been intentional for the role.

“How soon till we wrap up?” she asked.

John’s face beamed with confidence at the question. “In a month and a half. I thought Aubree and Ricardo, being new to the game, would need considerable time to gel. But ever since we’ve started shooting, every scene has been sheer perfection. I haven’t come across actors of such natural talent before, Ms. Haywood. You have quite the eye.”

John was almost nostalgic as he spoke, the cigarette burning down to his fingers unheeded.

She had done her homework. Amelia, the hottest female director in the biz, had garnered a wave of sympathy and a

of Amelia, the smile vanished from John’s face, replaced by a dark scowl. Just the thought of that woman made his heart feel like it was being gnawed on by countless insects. His fingers trembled so much that he didn’t even

from his hand and tossed it into a nearby trash can. “Just focus on making a great film. I’ll handle the rest,” she reassured

shook with emotion as he watched Brielle, eventually patting her shoulder. With a

“Thank

voice,

that’s what I promised from the start,

he half expected to wake

of the unfamiliar number flashing on the screen. John knew the digits all too well;

It was Amelia, John’s

lips and

through. “John, I hear you’re shooting a film

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living in cramped quarters, Amelia could