Chapter 591

Brielle flipped through the dossier laid out before her, her voice carrying a casual nonchalance. “Hmm, I’ve done my homework on every single one of you. You’re an agent, to be precise, the only one who hasn’t thrown in the towel so far. You’ve been grinding away, hustling for gigs forthe artists, but with the way things were at Stellar Stage Entertainment, these past few years must have been rough, huh?”

He struggled, only to blow after blow. It’s like a stray dog begging for scraps from well–dressed folks, knowing full well that a kick might be the next thing coming, yet still, he had to try.

“Oh no, Stellar Stage Entertainment was under the radar before. The fact that Dorsey International sent you over here makes me think from here on out, things are looking up.”

Brielle couldn’t help but smile, a twinkle of amusement in her eyes. Why did he have so much faith in her? This feeling of being trusted was truly something else.

She’d thought Stellar Stage Entertainment was rotten to the core, but there were still those like Donny, working tirelessly in the shadows, and there was Ricardo, determined not to be beaten.

Brielle had come here just to tick a box on her to–do list, and now, she genuinely wanted to take these people to a grander stage.

“Donny, I’m keeping you on as an agent. You’ll manage my top two talents, Ricardo and my good friend Aubree. With the right packaging, their looks and charisma will surely make them stand out in this industry. Once our first movie earns critical acclaim, the offers will come rolling in. You better start prepping for their meteoric rise. You might have been twiddling your thumbs before, but soon you’ll be running off your feet.”

Donny’s eyes lit up, and a grin spread across his face. “Ms. Haywood, you can count on me. I’m ready whenever you are.”

Brielle shared his smile, about to add more when the office phone rang. She picked up the handset, and it was Patrick on the line. “Ms. Brielle, Mr. Dorsey wants you to swing by Dorsey International pronto.” His voice was tinged with mirth.

Brielle knew the snitches had played their part. “They really made it into Mr. Dorsey’s office?”

“Yep, they’re in there right now, cataloging your so–called seven deadly sins.”

Patrick’s words weren’t an exaggeration. At that moment, three of Stellar Stage Entertainment’s executives stood before Max’s desk, their demeanor utterly subservient.

“Mr. Dorsey, this is the mess Brielle’s caused at Stellar Stage Entertainment in just a few days. She’s admitted to it herself, claiming she’s been acting up because she’s got bigwigs at Dorsey International backing her.”

“Indeed, Mr. Dorsey, if we let Brielle continue unchecked, Stellar Stage Entertainment will crumble under her antics.”

“And we need to root out the high–up shielding her. To think someone could be so taken with 12:17 such a woman is a clear case of blind folly!”

“Yes! Blind folly!”

As Patrick entered, that was the phrase that greeted him. He glanced at the speakers, mentally praying for their safety.

No wonder Stellar Stage Entertainment had fallen so far with such clueless executives at the helm.

They should have known better than to rail against someone with connections without first checking who’s backing them. But there they were, standing before the very mountain, tearing into the person it sought to protect, utterly oblivious to their own impending doom.

Max sat serenely in his chair, his features composed. The only giveaway was a slight twitch of his eyelashes when accused of being blind. He sat before a vast pane of glass, resembling a stark, monochromatic Greek sculpture, his presence captivating, his aura chilling.

Patrick knew this meant trouble. The more incensed Max got, the quieter he became, not given to histrionics like others might be.

After the executives had their say, smugness settled in as they bowed their heads, each harboring a smirk. They had heard Max instruct his assistant to summon Brielle immediately. Hah, would Brielle still hold her ground when facing the top brass?

Completely unaware of their boss‘ ire, they exchanged looks and settled in to watch Brielle’s fall from grace.

They bet Brielle had no idea they’d dare come to Dorsey International, and that Max had even granted them an audience upon learning they were from Stellar Stage Entertainment.

One executive couldn’t resist continuing. “Furthermore, Brielle’s been cozying up to some young upstart lately. She was likely two–timing her benefactor, making a fool out of him. Mr. Dorsey, you punishing Brielle now could save that oblivious benefactor of hers, who’s also a part of Dorsey International’s upper echelon. We can’t let a woman blindside him.”

Max’s expression shifted subtly, his fingers toying with a sleek black pen. The contrast of his pale skin against the dark pen seemed to underscore his refined nature.