Chapter 682

Brielle’s chest ached with numb pain. Worry gnawed at her Insides at the thought of Andrew, that jerk, getting married soon. She feared Aubree might do something foolish out of despair. So she hurriedly left the soup she was carrying on Max’s office desk, and dashed off to Aubree’s shoot.

The set was closed off, but most of the crew were staff from Stellar Stage Entertainment who recognized her, allowing her easy access.

She spotted Aubree acting opposite Ricardo, but her gaze drifted towards Dustin. He stood with his arms folded, an odd fit against the dingy backdrop of the set. Yet, even in such rough surroundings, his presence hinted at a man born to wield power.

“Bri.

Dustin arched an eyebrow, smiling at her with his charming, flirtatious eyes.

“Mr. Lynch, did you take Aubree home last night?”

“She’s your friend, isn’t she? I wouldn’t neglect her. After I dropped her off, she cried all night, clutching her face. Just look at her eyes.”

to fit the role she was playing–a girl tormented and forlorn–so it wasn’t out

voice low enough for only the

she couldn’t spill Aubree’s secrets. The more people who knew, the more danger

silence, he understood there must’ve been a reason. “I’ve got things to handle later, but I dropped by last

of Dustin’s questions, Brielle joined him on a pair of chairs set aside on the

do you know

flickered across her face. Of course, she knew him. “He’s the head of Sunflower Children’s Home, the man who raised me

Dustin’s demeanor shift from teasing to serious as she spoke. “I had someone check into him. He’s divorced

he has a

lead we have involves Sunflower Children’s Home. It might be inaccurate, but

momentarily stunned. After a minute to process, she recalled

her once, claiming that a top–tier family had lost their little princess, who was possibly amongst a group of girls from

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