Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Brielle awoke at 6 AM, feeling the quiet stillness of the early morning. She freshened up quickly and headed downstairs for breakfast, only to realize Max had already left for work.

"Mr. Max left for the office at five in the morning," the housekeeper informed her.

Typical workaholic, Brielle mused.

After a quick meal, she hopped in her car and drove to Stellar Stage Entertainment, her mood souring at the sight of the swarm of reporters waiting like vultures. Their persistence was grating. "Ms. Brielle, is it true you're planning to abandon your father?" one reporter shouted.

"Ms. Brielle, I heard that your father gave you all the little money he had back then, and he doesn't seem as unbearable as you think. As a daughter, isn't it against the law not to support your parents?" another pressed. "Your mother's health is failing. She's been waiting for you to visit," a third added.

Brielle's gaze grew icy as she backed her car away, avoiding the reporters by using a different garage entrance.

Once inside and away from the media frenzy, Brielle's mood hadn't improved by the time she reached her office at the top floor.

Donny walked in with updates that did little to lighten the atmosphere. "Ms. Haywood, the front desk is swamped with calls - invites for you to appear on shows."

"Decline them," Brielle replied curtly, powering up her computer.

"And Mr. Kingston stopped by again this morning. The crew from Life Focus is broadcasting live outside as we speak."

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