Chapter 587

The folding dagger in his hand snapped back into its sheath as a smile bloomed across his face. “Ms. Haywood, do you really think my day will come and I’ll become a superstar?”

Brielle stopped in her tracks and turned to face him, her gaze resolute. “I don’t know, but I’m

going to try.”

His three–hundredth mission in life had again ended in failure. Ricardo looked down, a hint of amusement flickering in his eyes. “Hmm, I believe you, Ms. Haywood.”

Brielle offered him a small smile in return. “You should smile more, you know. When I first noticed you, your demeanor was elegant, yes, but too hollow. It felt like there was no soul. You know Max, the CEO of Dorsey International, right? You remind me of him.”

He’s perfect, so perfect it lacked any warmth of life.

“How could I compare myself to someone of Mr. Dorsey’s stature.”

Unbeknownst to Brielle, she had just been dancing on death’s doorstep. She turned and continued walking forward, her tone lighthearted. “There will be a chance. Everyone will know your name, they will like you, and they will idolize you.”

she still hoped to bring a sliver of

to a modest bungalow that, sure enough, was plastered with ads all around, with garbage even spilling out

on the side of the alley, rolling

such a young girl getting into the game. Are jobs that hard to find

will ya? I bet this slut’s here

be looking for

momentarily confused by their words.

lowered their heads, falling silent. That look he gave them was terrifying as if the Grim Reaper himself had

on the door. A hoarse voice came from inside. “It’s open. Come on in. The delivery sure is slow today!”

open, half–expecting to find a mess to match the alley, but the

framed the sky, and an array of

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the bedding.

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