Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 985

Donny furrowed his brow, momentarily puzzled by Brielle's antics, but he didn't challenge her.

Even if Brielle pointed to the sun and proclaimed it was the moon, Donny would only loudly commend, "What a perfectly round and bright moon tonight!"

So, even when Brielle acted out of the ordinary, in Donny's eyes, it was all seen through rose-tinted glasses.

Stellar Stage Entertainment's success was no fluke just look at Mr. Haywood with his unique way of answering calls. What might have been a somber affair became, in his hands, something of a tragicomedy.

Brielle continued her sweet nothings over the phone, the typical endearments exchanged between lovers. With a few tender laughs, she reminded him to dress warmly to avoid catching a cold, and now that the weather was heating up, to watch out for heatstroke. Her last words were "I miss you."

"Brielle, I miss you too. Be a good girl and wait for me to come back, okay?"

Brielle nodded eagerly, of course she would wait. After the call ended, the sweetness in her eyes lingered. She turned to Donny, sliding the documents in front of her across the table.

executives have been on their game, and the artists have been treated

couldn't resist asking, "Mr. Haywood, was that Mr. Dorsey on

paused, then

special. I can hardly imagine someone as stoic as Mr. Dorsey dishing out sweet nothings." Donny had no idea how spot-on his comment was. A twinkle appeared in Brielle's eyes, and the

worried about what would happen if Mr. Dorsey actually fell from grace. The media lambasted

seemingly indifferent to the slander. But Donny was genuinely concerned that the negative press would affect Brielle. It felt like

script overnight. Those who had reveled in dragging him, through the mud were now lifting him up again. That's when Donny understood the adage: "False devotees flock to you at your peak, but true believers stand

of Brielle, but if anyone was, it

now a luminary,

hailed as Stellar Stage's premier starlet, with a throng of fanboys and fangirls seeking her autograph, looking up

confident, trained gait.

the shops with

made the situation clear, but Aubree still worried about