Master of his heart

Chapter 588
Brielle’s face showed little emotion as she took in her surroundings. She had
seen the dark underbelly of high society and was not shocked by the depths
people could sink to. “You can trust a person’s heart.” she mused, “but never
their nature.”
“John, are these scripts strewn all over your bed, your work?”
John's face was a map of decay, his eyes brimming with a forlorn hope as he
nodded weakly. “Yes, they're all part of a single script, penned by my protégé. He
passed away last year... leukemia. I had no money for his treatment and couldn't
borrow any. I begged my ex-wife for help.”
But the help he sought came at the price of his dignity. She demanded he kneel,
promising financial aid if he did. John did kneel, only to be met with her laughter
and a hundred-dollar bill thrown at his face as a cruel joke. “Can't believe you
actually did it. I was just kidding! Here's something for your troubles. It probably
won't even cover the cab fare. Consider it a token from me.”
John was humiliated beyond words, but any thoughts of retaliation were futile,
given the group of bodyguards that shadowed the woman.
“John, how could I possibly let you stand back up? No, you stay right there in that
filthy, stinking hole you call home.”
Brielle didn’t dwell on the turmoil in John’s eyes. Instead, she picked up the script
and began to read. It was a story of life at the bottom rung: a brother and sister
struggling against a relentless fate, a stark and profound narrative.
The script caught Brielle’s attention immediately. It had a raw authenticity that
outshone the convoluted plots that required explanations to comprehend.
“Your protégé had a real talent,” she said.
John's eyes welled up with tears, his body shaking with silent sobs. The script
was indeed a gem, filled with the solidarity of the downtrodden and the tragedies
of the insignificant.
“John, would you like to bring this script to life? I'm sure you wouldn't want it to
fall into the wrong hands. Tell me, how much investment would it take?”
John looked up in disbelief, hope flickering in his eyes. Could it be possible
someone still believed in his vision?
“I've been studying this script for years. I know it inside out. I need twenty million,
not inclusive of the stars’ salaries. You know how expensive A-listers are; this
might barely cover their fees.” Brielle's lips curled into a smile. “I have no
intention of hiring A-listers. What about this young man to play the brother? And I
already have someone in mind for the sister. If they don’t meet your standards,
you can replace them anytime. We have plenty of fresh talent at the company.”
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John swallowed hard, his gaze settling on Ricardo before nodding in agreement.
“Okay, but I'll need to see him audition.”
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John’s hands trembled with emotion as he tried to fold his clothes, a futile effort
as they remained disheveled.
Ricardo stepped in to help. “John, let me do that for you.”
John offered him a shaky smile. “I can manage. Just give me a moment.”