Chapter 693
The offer of $50 per share was simply irresistible Given the current circumstances, the stocks of Stellar Stage Entertainment being held would soon become worthless paperweights. But if the current shareholders sold now, they could still pocket a tidy sum
Once the first shareholder reached out, others quickly followed.
Brielle sent a message to Mason, instructing him to get the funds ready. Mason was her most trusted ally. never one to question her choices. After all, their company had just completed a multi–billion dollar funding round. The amount Brielle needed was chump change in comparison.
In less than an hour, all shares of Stellar Stage Entertainment were snapped up by an enigmatic buyer, giving her complete control of the company.
The takeover happened so swiftly that by the time Michael wanted to intervene, it was already too late.
To call the mysterious buyer an opportunist was a stretch. They had offered a fair price, especially considering the stocks were on the brink of collapse. The timing was impeccable, leaving not a single shareholder indifferent.
With this mysterious entity holding absolute control, Dorsey International’s influence over Stellar Stage Entertainment was now at the mercy of this new owner. A company wholly owned by one person didn’t need to listen to anyone else’s advice.
Tiffanie watched Brielle’s maneuvers in stunned silence. She didn’t know whether to call her bold or
meticulous.
The outside world was in uproar–anyone else would’ve been scrambling to turn the tables by now. But not Brielle. Instead, she used this time to secure absolute control over Stellar Stage Entertainment.
Tiffanie watched her calmly making calls, arranging her next moves with a serene confidence in her eyes. For a moment, Tiffanie thought she was looking at Maxie.
If Brielle wasn’t perfect for Maxie, then who was?
Maxie was the epitome of excellence in Tiffanie’s eyes, beyond words. Brielle was equally outstanding. which made their relationship like a clash of titans, but even titans could have affection for one another. Even if they were to fall apart in the future, that would also be borne of affection.
Once they were together, no one else could come between them.
Tiffanie didn’t interrupt Brielle’s strategy session but continued to monitor the news online. She was nearly livid with anger. That girl who had kneeled to Brielle had made an account and was heaping thanks on Amelia, claiming Amelia had covered her parents‘ medical bills and helped them through tough times. She was portraying Amelia as a saintly figure.
With this as a backdrop, the video circulating online made Brielle look monstrous.
That bitch! Tiffanie wished she could confront Amelia right then and there to give her a piece of her mind. She managed to contain her fury and, while Brielle wasn’t looking, sneakily texted Maxie,
[Brielle’s being dragged through the mud. Aren’t you going to do something, Uncle?]
[Hmm.]
Tiffanie stared at the message, unsure if it meant he would intervene or not. Could they have had a fight?
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But Brielle was working so hard for that so–called six–month agreement–how could Maxie fight with her
HOW?
Tiffanie had to admit she was somewhat bewitched by Brielle’s charm and secretly wished for such a woman to be her aunt–in–law.
[She’s mad at me.] Clearly, if he intervened, Brielle might only grow angrier.
Tittanie had a whole spiel prepared to persuade him, but that message gave her pause.
People tread carefully because they care.
The online controversy was explosive, with Brielle’s name plastered all over the trending searches. The crowd outside Stellar Stage Entertainment was growing, and the unruly among them continued to pelt the building with stones.
The company had called the police, who were now present, but the angry mob showed no signs of dispersing
Inside, the Stellar Stage Entertainment staff was on edge, hoping against hope that Brielle would show up–she was their pillar, their source of hope. But Brielle was nowhere to be seen, and the executives were out of the loop.
Some of the more timid ones had already started to cry.
“Why hasn’t Ms. Haywood come yet? I…is she unaware?”
“Stop crying. Trust her. She’ll have a plan,” one tried to reassure.
“It’s not that I don’t trust her. It’s just that I’m… scared.”
The group was mostly young artists who had chosen to stay with Stellar Stage Entertainment. Now, they all shared a bitter taste of fear.
They were young and unable to hide their worries. A heavy silence fell over them. Ms. Haywood wouldn’t abandon them, would she?
