Chapter 658
Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)
by was pacing the room like a caged animal, clearly at his witâs end. âMs. Haywood, what are we gonna Stellar Stage Entertainment was in the dumps after being smeared left and right in the media; its reputation tamished as a forgotten silver heirloom. And now they were tangled up with the notoriously shady John.
The whole crew took a verbal beating that could strip paint.
Donny thought Brielle would be equally frazzled â after all, their movie was still in production, and with a reputation as sour as spoiled milk, who in their right mind would pony up for a theater ticket?
But Brielle just glanced at the latest barrage of bad press. âTell the PR folks to spread the word that Stellar Stage Entertainment is under new management. Weâve done a full housecleaning. If thereâs any muck to rake, it should be flung at those execs whoâve been shown the door.â She wasnât about to carry the can for someone elseâs dirty work.
âBut will people buy that?â Donny asked, skepticism wrinkling his brow.
Brielleâs smile was a thin slice of cunning. âJust have HR release all the staff changes. Thatâll speak for itself.â
A lightbulb went off in Donnyâs head â why hadnât he thought of that? With about half of Stellar Stage Entertainmentâs staff handed their walking papers, it was as obvious as a billboard that a major shakeâ
up was underway. He wasted no time getting the PR department to broadcast the HR movements.
The public, in the midst of their bashing frenzy, was suddenly gobsmacked by the chart of personnel changes, especially since the reasons listed were all âterminatedâ â not a voluntary walkâoff, but a forced exit.
The PR department, usually as silent as a mime, was finally handed a task and was so eager they might as well have been glued to their chairs around the clock. The team was buzzing with a rare excitement. They had been benchwarmers for years and were finally called to play.
The PR manager, with a flourish, rallied the troops. âWeâve been waiting years for a moment like this.
Letâs show some gumption!â
At his command, the whole department willingly burned the midnight oil. When they wrapped up, they were each buzzing with energy, itching for another round in the online fray, Brielle hadnât been at the helm long, but the atmosphere at Stellar Stage Entertainment had already shifted dramatically.
The old, unspoken rules of the game, the injustice had everyone feeling powerless against it and swallowing their grievances. But times had changed under Brielleâs watch. She had an opinion box installed in the lobby of the main building. Any senior staff caught misbehaving could be anonymously reported with evidence, and she would deal with it the next day. This decree led to another round of dismissals.
The PR department was in perfect sync with Brielleâs actions, updating the latest staff movements on the public platform as soon as another head rolled.
The internet onlookers, initially smirking at the drama, started to grow curious about this enigmatic CEO.
âWhoever has the guts for such sweeping reforms must have some serious clout.â
âWith so many firings, Stellar Stage Entertainmentâs stocks are nosediving. Are they really okay? I get they want to improve, but isnât this a bit drastic?â
âItâs all for show. I bet this CEO is no saint.â
11:34 âPit I think this soâcalled CEO is just trying to save their own skink Those remaining at Stellar Stage Entertainment were almost universally won over by Brielleâs tactics.
wouldnât want a boss who focused on getting things done? Who didnât want a more promising job, better pay, and benefits? What selfârespecting adult wasnât sick of the cutthroat office politics?
So the PR department, finally dusting off their social media accounts, clapped back at the criticism, âOur CEO is fantastic, a real gem of a person. Only those still with Stellar Stage Entertainment know her worth. Perhaps the peanut gallery should refrain from speculating about what they donât understand.â
The post garnered support from the companyâs loyalists, with hopeful artists retweeting en masse.
âOur CEO is a great leader. I have faith in her.â
âRight on! If I were a guy, Iâd marry her!â
âMs. Haywood, my hero!â
As more and more of these onceâdormant artists took to social media, verified with their own official tags and Stellar Stage Entertainment prefixes, the tide of public opinion began to shift. Those who had been jeering were suddenly silenced as the online battle turned.
Before turning in for the night, Brielleâs heart warmed at the sight of these comments. She considered joining the social media fray herself when a pair of arms encircled her. Her phone was gently taken away, and as her nightgownâs sash slipped, she let out a suppressed gasp.
Looking up, she met his stormy gaze, and her heart skipped a beat, her resolve melting away.
Maxâs movements were rough, a stark contrast to the polished gentleman the world saw. Brielle blushed, reaching up to encircle his neck, but was interrupted by the ring of Maxâs phone. His brow furrowed in rare irritation, a shadow of annoyance flickering across his face.