Chapter 677


    “Hey Brielle, are you tight with the folks over at Dorsey International?”


    Mason, a tech wiz through and through, didn’t bother with online gossip and was even less interested


    in Brielle’s personal life. He’d only reach out to Brielle for work–rted matters, spending most of his


    time at thepany’s overseas branches.


    “Yeah, send thetest updates to myputer, and let’s set up a meeting forter.”


    Mason didn’t hang up, and Brielle thought he had something more to say. He then asked, “How’s


    Tiffanie doing? Is she busy?”


    Brielle paused, “When’s thest time you saw her?”


    Mason’s face turned a shade of crimson, and he awkwardly ruffled his hair. “Well, she came over to see


    me, and, uh, after we… you know… she left. That was about ten days ago.”


    His stammering made it clear that he found the topic rather embarrassing. Brielle fell silent. She had


    never disclosed the rtionship between the two, and now it was even harder to speak up.


    Mason took a deep breath, ready to face the embarrassment. “I don’t know if I did something wrong.


    She’s not been answering my callstely. Could you call her and check. in when you’re free?”


    “Sure, I’ll check up on her.” After hanging up, Brielle rubbed her temples and walked into her office,


    feeling exhausted. She called Donny in and set herself up with an online public ount, listing her


    position as President of Ster Stage Entertainment.


    The ount was quickly approved, and most artists from Ster Stage Entertainment followed her


    promptly.


    Brielle found Amelia’s tweet, which tantly criticized her for herck of decurum. She retweeted it with


    ament. [Don’t delete this. Wait for the court summons.]


    The night before, Brielle hadn’t paid any mind to the news online or checked her phone. She was


    preupied with the memory of Annie wearing the scarf and the fact that Max hadn’te home,


    leaving her feeling anxious and unsettled.


    And now, she had to deal with a challenge from her opponent so early in the morning. Her features


    sharpened with determination, and she took the opportunity to arrange a meeting with Tiffanie to


    discuss both Amelia and Mason.


    Once Brielle’s ount was verified and she retweeted Amelia’s post, she instantly drew the attention of


    many online users.


    “Is that the real Brielle? This a new ount, right?”


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    “That’s a verified tag: the CEO of Ster Stage Entertainment. The media was hounding her earlier, so


    it must be her.”


    “Talk about bold. Amelia’s fans are gonna have a field day with this.”


    Indeed, Brielle wasmbasted by the public. Firstly, she wasn’t a celebrity with a massive fanbase, and


    the artists from Ster Stage Entertainment who followed her didn’t pack much punch. Secondly,


    Amelia was well–connected with numerous stars whose fans numbered in the millions. So, Brielle’s


    blunt response led to her trending online amid a barrage of insults.


    After posting, Brielle let herwyers handle the legal side of things and moved on.


    By noon, Tiffanie showed up, still sporting her trendy look,plete with sleeve tattoos. Chewing gum,


    she looked around Brielle’s office andmented, “This ce is way less fancy than Dorsey


    International.”


    Brielle put down her pen and asked, “Why aren’t you taking Mason’s calls?”


    Tiffanie stopped her chewing for a moment, sensing a tone in Brielle’s voice that eerily resembled


    Maxie’s. It must’ve been her imagination.


    “It’s just, once you’ve had your fun, the thrill’s gone.”


    What a heartbreaker!


    “I hear you’re nning to push Aubree into showbiz. How about me?” Tiffanie seemed to have brushed


    off Mason as she eagerly awaited Brielle’s opinion.


    Brielle took a moment before frowning. “Are you ying with his feelings?”


    “He’s too serious. It’s boring.” Tiffanie looked down. She was slightly afraid of people who


    were too earnest.


    “Tiffanie,” Brielle called her out, “not everyone is an Everett or Victoria.”


    But Tiffanie steered clear of that topic, shifting the conversation. “You didn’t call me here just for this,


    did you? Is it about that Amelia thing? I have friends who know her. She’s quite the party animal for her


    age. She was in a friend’s VIP room and took home two guys in one night.”


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    Brielle rubbed her forehead, allowing Tiffanie to dodge the Mason issue. “Got any proof?”


    Tiffanie leaned in, her smile growing. “Maxie’s been downtely, and I didn’t get a chance to shake him


    down for some cash. You’re gonna help me out, right?”