Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Donny couldn't help but let a grin spread across his face, admiration written all over his features as he gazed at Brielle.

Brielle was wealthy, but her money was all tied up in international investments. Even companies worth billions struggled to liquidate large sums quickly, which meant Stellar Stage Entertainment was no match for Dorsey International. Dorsey International was the kind of company that could churn out billions in cash flow without breaking a sweat. They could fund reality TV shows on the fly, while Stellar Stage Entertainment couldn't. They could offer scriptwriters hefty paychecks that Stellar Stage Entertainment just couldn't match. Dorsey International could sink millions into a movie's budget without blinking, something Stellar Stage Entertainment could only dream of.

But now...

Brielle's eyes lingered on the stack of black credit cards laid out on her desk, a generous gift from her family. She wasn't too proud to accept them after all, Stellar Stage Entertainment needed the cash injection. She made up her mind right then and there-to fund two new cafeterias for the company.

To Brielle's relief, not a single artist, even those tempted by Dorsey International's offers, left the company. It reassured her that her sacrifices for Stellar Stage Entertainment were worth it. Meanwhile, over at Dorsey International, William sat in his executive chair, unable to suppress the smug look on his face.

"The word's out about the talent show, and we've poached the best scriptwriters. Whether it's Max or anyone close to him, they're all about to pay the price," William said, chuckling to himself.

"Our lawyers are ready, and Dorsey International has released the statement. Once we get the court documents, we'll make them public. Let everyone see that Max, the once golden boy, is no longer the CEO of Dorsey International. His downfall is imminent."

Antonio, lounging on the couch

nearby, couldn't help but feel

disgusted by William's glee, though

a smirk crept onto his own face. The social circles in Beaconsfield were all about stepping on those who'd fallen. Once the court documents went public, everyone would see that Dorsey International meant business, and Max would be left in an incredibly awkward spot.

From a revered figure to a fallen one, surely those who harbored secret grudges against Max couldn't wait to tear him down further?

William, stroking his chin, pictured Brielle's face again.

"Ashton, once Max is behind bars and Stellar Stage Entertainment crumbles, bring Brielle to me. I want to know what it's like to have the affection of someone Max cared about."

To humiliate Max, stripping him of his CEO title wasn't enough. William wanted to degrade Max's beloved right before his eyes-that was the real agony.

How much did William despise Max?

He wished the harshest

punishments in the world upon him. Wasn't Max always so noble and aloof? Well, let's see how long he could maintain that facade when Brielle was toyed with under his nose.

The more William thought about it, the more his excitement grew, his fist clenching on the desk.

Antonio remained silent. This was the Dorsey family-ruthless to the core. No one batted an eye at betrayal, not even their own spouses. Ryan, Victoria, Michael-each one twisted in their own right. Like father, like son.This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

Antonio despised Max, and he

wasn't too fond of William

either-this father who always tried

to control his life. But in this

moment, Antonio wholeheartednet

supported William's proposal. Because he, too, relished the thought of defiling Brielle in front of

Max. It would be a release for years of pent-up frustration.

A bastard, an outsider, who did he think he was to hold himself so high within the Dorsey family for so long? Did Max deserve it? Of course not!