Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

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Chapter 547

However, Keagan hadn’t anticipated that Brielle would actually approach him. His eyes

sparkled with delight, and he shot Ricardo a smug look. “The new blood gets it way more

than you, sweetheart. Come here, stick with me, and I guarantee you’ll live a life of

luxury.”

Brielle’s lips pressed into a tight line, but instead of approaching him, she breezed past

and plopped down in the director’s chair behind him. Keagan was dumbstruck, frozen in

place.

Ricardo, who’d been watching Brielle, felt a pang of disappointment. She was beautiful,

with an air of elegance about her. It seemed like she was about to give in to a guy like

Keagan, which left Ricardo feeling like an outsider. He’d even considered walking away,

but when he saw where Brielle had seated herself, he paused.

Brielle’s lips curled into a smile as she placed her documents on the desk. “Here are my

credentials. As of today, I’m the President of Stellar Stage Entertainment. We’re having an

executive meeting in thirty minutes. Anyone who’s late is out on their ear.”

Keagan thought he was hallucinating. His brow furrowed. “What did you just say?”

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Brielle’s eyes were sharp as razors, cutting through him. “What, you need me to repeat

myself?”

“That’s impossible!” Keagan’s voice rose to a near shriek. Why would Dorsey International

let some young woman take the reins?

It couldn’t be! This woman didn’t even look twenty–five. There was no way she could be

the new President.

A sneer spread across his face as he reached out towards her. “You must know you can’t

escape today, so you’re playing pretend as our boss, huh? Well, you miscalculated. Even if

Dorsey International were desperate, they’d never let some green girl run the show. Ryan

was the last person they sent, and he was from the Dorsey family. And you? Who do you

think you are?”

Brielle’s brows knitted together in disgust, swatting away his hand. “My name is Brielle.

Before coming here, I was the Director of Mergers and Acquisitions at Dorsey International.

I’ve facilitated dozens of acquisitions. So, you didn’t even bother to find out whether the

new appointee was a man or a woman?”

Keagan stiffened, quickly booting up his computer. When he saw the appointment letter,

his. face drained of color, and his lips started to quiver.

Brielle had no time for his disbelief. “Set up the meeting. I want to meet each department

head immediately.”

Keagan stared at the computer screen as if he could bore a hole through it. No matter how

many times he read it, it confirmed that a woman named Brielle was the incoming

President.

His face turned oshen, his lips pursed tightly. Could this woman be some high–level

executive’s kept mistress from Dorsey International? With that thought, his gaze turned

scornful toward Brielle. Was a mere lover acting high and mighty here? Once the others

arrived, she’d leam who really had the power at Stellar Stage Entertainment! He snorted

contemptuously and fired off an email to the other executives.

Brielle surveyed the office layout, which seemed to suit her just fine, and her smile.

broadened “Have someone disinfect everything in here. From now on, this is my office.

And don’t forget to change the nameplate on the door.”

The nerve!

Keagan clenched his fists. “Even if you are the President, you have no right to take my

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office. I’ve been here for over a decade.”

“Over a decade? Maybe it’s time to retire and let the younger generation take over.

Dorsey International is very disappointed with the company’s performance. It seems

you’re no longer fit for the position, Mr. Keagan.”

“You!”

Brielle stood tall. “You do realize, don’t you? Any President sent by Dorsey International

has veto power over everyone.”

Keagan fell silent, a lump of frustration stuck in his chest, his lips trembling. After taking a

deep breath, he conceded, “Understood, Ms. Haywood. I’ll have someone clean up

immediately.”

Remembering Keagan’s earlier antics with a woman in the office, Brielle frowned. “Make

sure they disinfect every tile.”

Keagan was livid. Once he figured out whose sugar baby Brielle was, he’d make sure to

give that man a piece of his mind.

Fuming, he marched toward the door, casting an icy glance at Ricardo, who was still

standing there. “I thought she was some talent you brought in, but it turns out she’s the

big shot you’ve latched onto. Just you wait!”

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