Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

"Mr. Haywood, still feeling under the weather?" Brielle's head throbbed intermittently, likely a lingering effect the doctor had warned her about.

"It's nothing, just a slight delay on my part. My bad," Donny immediately felt a wave of guilt. Ever since Mr. Haywood joined Stellar Stage Entertainment, he had been a standout, and now that he was recuperating, Donny regretted rushing him. Brielle stood up, ready to head out, but her phone rang. It was Aubree, talking about buying a house.

Their current project was wrapping up quicker than expected. Aubree and Ricardo were naturals, and their scenes had flowed smoothly from the start.

As John put it, once the camera started rolling, they became their characters flawlessly.

Aubree's old place was sold, and staying there indefinitely wasn't an option.

Brielle assured Donny, "I'll meet with the celebrity first thing tomorrow morning."

"Good, Mr. Haywood. I trust you. But remember, he's got a temper. If things get heated, make sure to look after yourself." Brielle mulled over his words carefully and nodded.

Aubree had her eye on a property in Pearl Estate, but no homes there were on the market.

in with me. My place is

Aubree's next comment was unarguable. "I'm not keen on

to stammer out a response, while Aubree laughed on the other

was a favorite among Beaconsfield's elite. Considering Aubree's rising star in showbiz and the inevitable paparazzi, a secure place

from Mason about an urgent meeting held her back. She hurried off to Stellar

into her new villa, ordering furniture, and hiring cleaners. By evening, she drove her shiny

hadn't been around for days, which suited her

she was met with darkness; the curtains were drawn tight, blocking out

as

The place was spotless, clearly the work of a cleaning service. When she lived with Andrew, she did all the cleaning. Andrew,

didn't dwell on it, quickly moving to the bedroom. The curtains were shut tight there too. When she opened the wardrobe, everything was neatly arranged. Aubree could clean and cook, but folding clothes was another

rest piled below.

mostly occupied by her, while the men in