Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

"Sorry, I just can't do this. You should find someone else."

"Ms. Emma, the dance floor is where this streamer shines, but you can choose something else anything, really. The company will give you a chance, and while you're training, we'll take care of your meals, three times a day. Plus, there's free lodging in Beaconsfield. Stellar Stage Entertainment offers the best benefits in the industry right now. Your look is exactly what young girls these days are idolizing. I hope you'll consider it."

Her look?

It wasn't the first time Emma heard these words from the agent's mouth. Back in her hometown, her appearance was a subject of mockery. People joked that Peyton must have eaten mud while pregnant, how else could she have given birth to a child with such a complexion?

But now, this celebrity agent was telling her she had a unique aura.

Emma, though she never went to college, was educated enough to recognize an opportunity when she saw one. She had missed her chance for higher education, but now, another golden opportunity was laid out before her.

She thought back to her last visit to Beaconsfield, with its towering buildings and trendy young women, the $35 bowls of beef stew that seemed so extravagant at the time.

Experience told her staying in her small town was the safer choice. Rent was cheap, and she had found a job. As long as she worked hard, she could just about get by. Venturing into a big place like Beaconsfield seemed reckless. She might not even know how she ended up dying there.

But her teacher's words echoed in her mind, urging her to see more of the world.

The agent left her a number and asked her to think it over, mentioning that the production team would only be in town for three more days before heading back.

The next morning, Emma discussed the matter with Peyton.

Peyton immediately shook her head. "Beaconsfield, Emma? Who from our village has ever been to Beaconsfield? We've just settled down here, and now you want to leave? Don't you remember your father wanted to go there to make money and ended up dying there?" As Emma served Peyton her meal and sat down, she pondered.Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

"Mom, I want to try my luck."

She didn't want to live with regrets.

"How can a girl be so restless? A decent job is all you need. You're working at the hospital-that's a job people envy. Beaconsfield is no place for us."

Peyton wanted to add that once Emma's job was stable, she could find a man in the hospital, get married, and both would have steady jobs, which would be good for their future children.

But seeing how Emma was against the idea of terminating her pregnancy and disgusted by the mention of finding a man, Peyton remained silent.

Emma took a deep breath.

"Mom, I'm still young. I want to see more of the world. Don't worry, if you come with me, I won't let you go hungry, even if it means I starve myself."

The mention of starvation made Peyton stiffen, reminded of the time Emma was locked away for three days with only old corn to eat.

She knew this incident had left a deep scar on her daughter, so she just held her bowl and said nothing more.

Three days later, Emma, along with Peyton, quit her job and followed the production team to Beaconsfield.

In North America, within a castle....

Brielle woke from a nap to a familiar yet unsettling feeling.

Her heart clenched at the sudden wave of nostalgia.

King had been called away for an important meeting related to Saudi Arabia, and despite his reluctance, he had gone.

Brielle decided it was time to visit her old exchange university for clues.

Driving to the campus, she realized she couldn't remember any details of her time there.

She walked the pathways, trying to absorb the academic atmosphere, but her past professors and financial studies remained foggy until she checked her phone for some names, barely jogging her memory.

"Are you Brielle?"

Turning to the voice, Brielle saw an unfamiliar face who seemed to know her.

"Back at school, huh?"

Confused, Brielle politely nodded.

The girl, an Australian with a load of books and thick glasses, seemed taken aback by Brielle's question.

"Easy to forget, huh? You weren't the

only exchange student, but we

weren't in the same field. I'm. from Beaconsfield

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Ignoring the sting in her words, Brielle nodded politely.

"And your boyfriend? He was rich, driving fancy cars. Years later, you're the princess of Infinity Brilliance."

The sarcasm was evident as the woman clutched her books, eyeing Brielle.

Brielle chuckled lightly, "What boyfriend?"