Chapter 94


    Kenzo knew his sister like the back of his hand. She was the center of their social circle, having been


    doted on since childhood. Coupled with her own impressive achievements, she wore a halo that shone


    brightly. A person like that would never settle for defeat.


    Kenzo had attended Beaconsfield College, where even then, Brielle’s name was known. She was


    beautiful and unassuming, with a talent. that could have taken her even further if the Haywood family


    had not kept a tight rein on her.


    Kenzo was well aware that, if it came down to it, Brielle was every bit as


    capable as Alivia.


    Brielle’s first decade was spent in an orphanage, struggling even for the most basic needs. In contrast,


    Alivia was born with a silver spoon in her mouth. From her earliest words, she was surrounded by


    differentnguages and nurtured by top–tier tutors brought in by the Barnes family to cultivate her


    interests and hobbies. The amount of money the Barnes family invested in her was beyond reckoning.


    Alivia was who she was because she was a child of the Barnes family. She simply fulfilled a destiny


    that seemed written from birth. But Brielle was who she was because she was Brielle–and that was the


    whole


    story.


    Kenzo set his ss down, his gazes showingyers of emotions.


    Alivia, noticing his distraction, teased him, “Bro, haven’t you thought about finding yourself ady? Look


    at Andrew, already engaged, and the others switch girlfriends like they’re changing clothes. Max has


    me, but you’ve got no one. Are you nning to be a bachelor forever?”


    Max has me. Those words carried such conviction.


    With a small smile, Kenzo twirled his empty ss, “Haven’t found anyone I like.”


    17.11


    Kenzo wasn’t just at the epicenter of power; he was also a fixture in theplex whirlpool of the


    entertainment industry. In the entertainment industry, men and women were adept at ying games,


    and as the most talented scriptwriter, Kenzo’s scripts brought fame to many, but he remained alone.


    He never publicly acknowledged having a girlfriend.


    “So, what’s your type? I’ll keep an eye out for you,” she offered.


    A face shed through Kenzo’s mind, and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, “Someone beautiful.”


    Alivia thought she had misheard, her eyes widening before she let out a chuckle. “There are plenty of


    beauties in the industry, all those actresses with faces to die for. Haven’t seen you bring any home,


    though.”


    The term ‘beautiful‘ was indeed too vague.


    “Beautiful, and someone who knows how to charm,” Kenzo added before closing his eyes.


    His presence was gentle and warm, unlike Max’s chilly demeanor. Max was untouchable, but Kenzo


    was like theforting glow of a thousand homes, softening the world.


    “Don’t worry, I’ll find her for you,” Alivia said nomittally, thinking he was just joking.


    Kenzo withdrew from the weing party, feeling out of ce.


    Max ended his call and then heard a knock at the bedroom door. It was Emily.


    The moment the phone had rung, Emily and Sophia had heard it. And there was a man’s voice from


    the bedroom, soft but unmistakable.


    Emily even thought she recognized it from somewhere. She knocked on the door, ignoring Brielle


    sitting in the living room, almost eager to


    announce that Brielle had a man hidden in her room.


    “Brielle, you’re shameless, bringing home some random guy. Does your fiancé know about this?” Emily


    spat out.


    Brielle sat on the sofa, a smirk ying on her lips, imagining the shock. on Emily’s face if Max were to


    emerge right then.


    Venom filled Emily’s eyes, and she had Spencer’s contact at her fingertips. Why not call him over and


    catch them in the act? Without hesitation, she whipped out her phone and dialed Spencer’s number.


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