Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 831

Ever since she was a kid, Aubree had been called a lot of things, but ugly was never one of them.

"You're not just a few fries short of a Happy Meal, you've also got bats in your belfry. I think that big head of yours is just there to make you taller. Need me to find you an optometrist?" Keiran hadn't expected the folks at Stellar Stage Entertainment to be so blunt. Realizing he might have mistaken someone else for Brielle, he stormed out the door in a huff. Aubree let out a derisive snort. She hadn't been sitting for more than a few minutes before he barged back in.

"Brielle, I'm telling you, I'd rather eat glass than sign with Stellar Stage Entertainment. Get the media to retract that story, or I'm suing you."

The exact same scene had played out just minutes earlier.

Aubree's brow furrowed as she figured this guy might genuinely be a few cards short of a deck.

She got up without a word, intending to leave.

Keiran frowned. Why was Brielle ignoring him?

As Aubree reached the door and pulled it open, she came face to face with the real Brielle standing outside.

Brielle looked at Keiran with a familiar ease.

"Pack your bags, we're heading abroad in a couple of days. Now that you're here, it saves me the hassle of having to drag you out of your hidey-hole."

Keiran looked from her to Aubree, at a loss as to who the real Brielle was.

face blindness could drive

I

seen the email your brother sent, and he

previously pompous head dipped

computer got stolen, and my account

way, it's been retrieved. You're not going to

a choice, Keiran caved, "Fine,

that he was now part of their talent roster. Of course, this statement was

male star, having won numerous prestigious awards, and was notably unaffiliated

even resorting to dirty tricks, only to be

tongue, picking fights like a petulant child, biting whoever crossed his

the thickest

you that your hair looked unwashed and greasy, sending

no one seemed capable

Stellar Stage Entertainment manage

gave interviews, was suddenly willing to show his

immense-Stellar Stage Entertainment's

seen was a soccer superstar moving a soda can out of frame during an interview, which instantly evaporated billions in market value

of celebrity influence was

stock sailing high, with previously hesitant screenwriters now

moon, their hands cramping from signing new deals, their phones ringing off the hook with stars wanting to join the