Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

"Damn it! Have the big shots at Dorsey International lost their minds? They're actually meddling in the affairs of an ex-director?"

"Just chill for a sec. We are sniffing around too. If we really tick off Dorsey International because of Brielle, we're gonna pay through the nose."

The team leader sighed heavily, lifting his hand to rub his temples. "We finally got some buzz going, and Kingston trusts us. Even if we drop the story, every other channel is gonna jump on this like a trampoline."

"I just got a call. It's not just our station. Every network got a threat from Dorsey International. The reporters camped out at Stellar Stage Entertainment have scattered."

"Damn! Who the hell is Brielle?!"

Everyone in the break room was stunned.

They were talking about every single news outlet. Dorsey International wasn't just making a friendly call. They must've had word with the top brass..

Wasn't Brielle supposed to be just some regular Joe with no connections, who left Dorsey International? How could she pull such strings?

Everyone fell silent, thinking back to the scene of crazily exploiting Brielle's story yesterday, feeling a bit intimidated.

If the power behind her decided to get even, wouldn't Life Focus, the show that first thrust Brielle into the spotlight, be in the line of fire?

Twenty minutes later, the Life Focus crew got the notice. The show was canceled, and to be replaced by something new.

Beaconsfield would be without its beloved Life Focus from now on.

order, forbidden from mentioning anything

Max had intervened. She just noticed the absence

was as if the bustling scene from earlier was just an illusion. She asked

decided to let it be. After all, no reporters meant good

it a

was utterly baffled. Why had the reporters suddenly vanished, leaving him awkwardly

Focus crew again,

the reporters wouldn't show, what was he

he created a Twitter account, bluntly named Brielle's Birth Father. Since there

ments about Brielle online

himself.

a tirade against Brielle than his account was

lived a long life but had never seen

a glitch, so he appealed, only to be denied. The message claimed his account was in

spent his life overseeing warehouses and occasionally dabbling in petty theft, was no criminal. To say his account was in

attempted to register again, only to be

must be pulling strings, instructing the operators not to allow

Stellar Stage Entertainment, hoping to catch a

by his side, clamoring for the story. Now, he felt

she was his long-lost daughter, and