Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 569

This kind of disgraceful practice was nothing new in the corporate world. Celebrities were just numbers to be crunched, and artists, with no rights to speak of, were merely pawns in the

game.

“There’s no need for that. If there’s nothing else, go ahead and do as I say,” Brielle said with a nonchalant tone. She pondered for a moment before slightly lifting her gaze. “If the company’s coffers are dry, then let’s withhold all the executives‘ Christmas bonuses this year. We’ll save tens of millions that way. We can invest it in a new TV series, get a high–profile actor to lead, and cast our up–and– coming talents in supporting roles. Problem solved, right?”

“Brielle, you’ve gone too far! First, you cut down our staff, and now you want to take our Christmas bonuses too?!”

An executive’s Christmas bonus could be in the millions, and many had been eagerly awaiting

that moment.

Brielle scoffed, her sharp edge rivaling that of Max. “If you had actually contributed to the company over the years, I might have reconsidered. The funds from Dorsey International have dwindled to nearly nothing for talent investment, and as for where the rest went, you’re more aware of that than I am. If you don’t like it, there’s the door. In fact, I’m not too pleased with the current leadership as is.”

“You!!” Keagan was livid, well aware that Brielle was playing her veto card, and couldn’t care less about anyone’s opinion. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

Damn her! Where did she get this audacity?

He feared that if he said one more word, a resignation letter would really smack him right in the face. His complexion shifted from red to white, but eventually, he reined in his anger. “Ms. Haywood, don’t burn all your bridges. After all, we might cross paths in the future. Couldn’t we still be friends?”

Brielle’s eyes, coldly clear, met his. “I never planned on being friends with any of you.”

Keagan was left speechless, trembling to the point he feared he might drop dead from rage right there. He turned on his heel and stormed out of the office, slamming the door behind him with a resounding thud.

Once he was out, the remaining executives quickly clustered around.

“What happened? Did she really say she’s firing all those people?”

“This is insane! Who does that? If everyone leaves, she’ll be the last one standing in the company!”

Keagan snorted, stirring up their resentment towards Brielle. “Ms. Haywood said it’s not enough to just fire people. All our Christmas bonuses are canceled, to be funneled into the TV series. If you’re not on board, you might as well leave now.”

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“What? Our Christmas bonuses?!” That was everyone’s sweet slice of the ple she was messing with.

“How dare that… that woman! Together, our bonuses must total over ten million. What gives her the right?”

Keagan waved his hand resignedly. “Someone must be backing her. Just do as she says, or we’ll be the ones to suffer.”

Keagan’s shift in attitude was due to the task he had been burdened with. While his backers hadn’t revealed their identities, their tone had made it clear he couldn’t defy them. Besides, the money was good, too good to cut off his own cash flow. So, while he had ignited their rage, he had no personal stake in it and left them to their fury.

After Keagan departed, the others were left seething.

“That little hussy probably seduced Keagan, too.”

“Remember how Keagan treasured his office? How did she just take over and make him move out without a fuss?”

“Bet she hooked up with him on her very first day. Wonder if the folks at Dorsey International know how ‘charming‘ their little protégé is.”

“Let’s go straight to Dorsey International and complain! I’ve got connections there. We could get an audience with Mr. Dorsey himself.”

They quickly agreed that this was a solid plan. Brielle thought she could wield her temporary power, but they’d expose her actions to the higher–ups and reveal her true colors.

Plus, once Mr. Dorsey learned she’d secured her position at Stellar Stage Entertainment only through the influence of other executives at Dorsey International, they were sure he’d realize her true nature and be done with her.

If her backer turned on her, Brielle might even lose her job. And once she was out, they would make her pay for all the indignities they had suffered.

Oh, they’d make sure she’d regret crossing them.