Master of his heart ( Brielle And Max ) novel Chapter 548

Chapter 548 

Ricardo was still trying to wrap his head around what had just happened when the office door slammed shut with a bang, jolting him back to reality. 

The new CEO? A woman, and so young? And stunningly beautiful at that. 

His cheeks flushed with the thought, and he couldn’t bring himself to look directly at Belle. 

Spread out on Brielle’s desk was a pile of files, all about the talent at Stellar Stage Entertainment. The deeper she dug, the more furrowed her brow became. So many talents. had been with the company for five or six years without landing a single gig or 

even n sniffing paycheck. These weren’t contracts; they were downright indentures. 

She wasn’t exactly versed in the ins and outs of showbiz, but she knew enough to understand that these aspiring artists needed exposure. Yet, all the opportunities were hogged by those willing to play by the higher–ups‘ rules, most of whom were coerced into compromising their dignity due to the oppressive contracts. 

Massaging her temples, she suddenly remembered the young man standing at her door. “What’s your name?” 

Ricardo’s face turned a deeper shade of red. At nineteen, being in the presence of such a stunning woman left him quite flustered. “Ricardo.” 

“An actor?” 

“Yes.” 

“Been in any plays or films?” 

Ricardo cast his eyes down, a shadow of disappointment flickering through them. “No.” 

Brielle quickly found Ricardo’s file. He was barely nineteen, had signed with Stellar Stage since he was sixteen, and did not have a single role to his name. The thought made her blood boil. 

She had heard the company was shady, but this was beyond anything she had imagined. There were others in their twenties who had been with the company for years with nothing to show for it. 

Taking a deep breath, she said, “I understand. I’ll make sure things start to change around here. While I’m in charge, I’ll see to it that we do better. I’ll have finance increase the base salary for all talent. Let’s say a minimum of seven thousand. If they’re part of a TV series, they take home seventy percent of the earnings. I heard your sister’s been unwell. How is she doing now?” 

She didn’t look up at Ricardo as she spoke. Instead, she focused on the contracts in her hands. After a minute of silence, Brielle glanced up, only to be taken aback. 

Ricardo was on the brink of tears, which soon began to cascade down his cheeks. Brielle had 

seen men cry before Spencer’s recent sobbing had been particularly unsettling, event annoying. But Ricardo was so young, so innocent–looking His tears were unexpectedly heart–wrenching. 

She remembered her own days of poverty, too poor to afford a proper meal, but at least she had Mark to help her out. Apart from his sister, this young man seemed to be entirely alone in 

the world