Chapter 678


    Max’s name made the strained smile on Brielle’s face faded. She picked up a check. “I’m not rolling in


    cash like he is–there’s only ten million here.”


    “That’s plenty.” With a flick of her wrist, Tiffanie toyed with the USB drive in her hand, her expression


    cocky. “Don’t worry, that old hag’s news will blow up the trending searches. soon enough.”


    She referred to Amelia as an “old hag,” though in truth, Amelia was quite well–preserved and was the


    only female director of note who had won awards. She had her fair share of aspiring male actors willing


    to hook up with her to advance their careers.


    As John had once revealed, it was Amelia’s promiscuity that was her downfall. When John caught her


    red–handed, she worried he would go public with the news, so she preemptively concocted a story of


    John being abusive and unfaithful, casting herself entirely as the victim.


    Over the years, Amelia had crafted a sessful public persona. Society had a soft spot for strong,


    independent women. In the public eye, Amelia was a woman who had been dealt a bad hand in love,


    but had risen from the ashes of her divorce to carve out her own sessful path. She’d even be


    a vocal advocate for women’s issues on social media, preaching about financial independence,


    independent thought, education, and more. She’d even boldly imed that she was done with men for


    life.


    If Amelia hadn’t built up a public image of fearing men, then the video wouldn’t have fazed her. As a


    single, wealthy woman, a fling with a handsome man would have been merely a private indiscretion.


    But she had built this image, and was iming to be done with men while secretly calling in not one but


    two male escorts for the night. It was the height of hypocrisy.


    Brielle knew she could trust Tiffanie with this matter, as she had connect. n all sorts of ces and


    always managed to unearth something surprising.


    As Tiffanie stood to leave, Brielle couldn’t help but think of Mason and gave her a gentle reminder.


    “Mason’s serious about you.”


    Mason was a tech geek who had spent most of his life buried in books and technology, hardly ever


    interacting with women. A naive soul like him was no match for Tiffanie’s charms, and he’d fallen for


    her quickly. But Tiffanie’s upbringing had been so different from Mason’s that she couldn’t bring herself


    to trust men, let alone believe in love. The more serious Mason got, the more Tiffanie pulled away.


    Aplex look flickered in Tiffanie’s eyes, and she pulled out a cigarette, lighting it up right there.


    “Brielle, don’t worry about me and Mason,” she said.


    Brielle knew Tiffanie smoked. Her form was practiced and effortless–a clear sign of years of habit.


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    I’m off then. By the afternoon, Amelia’s scandal will be all over the news. Later.


    Tiffanie’s cigarette wasn’t the harsh kind. It had a sweet, fruity aroma. She took a few puffs and then


    tossed it in the trash. Brielle shook her head resignedly.


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    After finishing up with Ster Stage Entertainment’s paperwork, she called over Donny and handed him


    Kenzo’s script. “Take a look at this, and pick out some suitable actors from Ster Stage. Remember,


    they have to be a good fit. This is a solid script, and we can’t afford any casting mistakes.”


    Donny’s hands trembled with excitement, his eyes even misting over. This was Kenzo’s work. Anyone


    in showbiz knew his name. His scripts were typically reserved for top–tier directors, and now Donny


    had the chance to handle one, maybe even cast one of his talents in it. This was no pie in the sky–it


    was the whole bakery!


    “But Ms. Haywood,” Donny interjected. “John’s tied up with his own projects. Who’s going to direct this


    one?”


    Brielle’s brow furrowed. “Doesn’t Ster Stage have any directors?”


    “There are a few, but they’re a bit… peculiar. Still, with Kenzo’s script, I’m sure they’ll want to take


    charge. It’s just that they might not be too keen on casting a neer as the lead.”


    After all, a movie’s cast was a guarantee of its box office potential. John’s situation was unique. He had


    to work with two neers.


    Brielle massaged her temples. “Just make sure I review the performance of whoevernds the lead


    role.”


    Donny’s face lit up. “I’ll go talk to the director right now!”


    After wrapping up her morning tasks, Brielle found herself with some downtime, idly checking her


    phone. The busyness of Ster Stage had filled her thoughts, but now, the scarf incident lingered in her


    mind. After much deliberation, she decided to visit Dorsey International at lunch.


    Meanwhile, at Tequ Sunset…


    The staff were pale, avoiding nces with the icy figure within. Max sat quietly in the VIP lounge with


    an unconscious Jaired beside him. Kenzo had already left for the day.