Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 313

Max’s fingertips faintly stirred as he lifted his gaze. “Bradley’s gonna screw up sooner or later.” Michael arched an eyebrow, his tone casual. “I recall Bradley’s doing quite well for himself. He wouldn’t have outplayed all those rivals if he wasn’t.

“It’s just a matter of time.” Whenever Max wished for trouble, it would brew.

Michael choked on those words, feeling an even greater headache coming on. Sometimes, talking to his youngest son was infuriating enough to drive a man to his grave.

William and Ryan were all respectful and deferential, but with Max, it was always Michael who ended up eating humble pie.

“Since William is so keen on this project, let him have at it. It’s just a medium–sized venture, after all. He’s done his fair share for Dorsey International over the years; can’t deny him this small request.”

Michael thought back to last night when William suddenly showed up at the family mansion. dutifully sharing supper with him. It was only afterward that William brought up Bradley, carefully omitting the fact that the project was one that Max had discarded.

What was William up to?

Max stood, understanding that Michael was playing the peacemaker, hinting that denying this favor would be a slight against his elders. “This won’t set a precedent.”

Michael lifted a hand, pressing at his brow once more. “Yeah, let your brother have his way with

it.”

car, Max’s expression darkened. William was

Bradley, and it probably spurred him to do some digging, which led

was all speculation.

would embarrass himself. So, William shifted tactics, reclaiming the project. This way, he could put

that, but it could also sow discord between Max and

two birds with one

eyes. William was meticulous, clever enough this time not to

Michael directly, Max would inevitably

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later, it would lead

noticed Max looking exhausted and couldn’t help asking. “Sir, are you worried about Ms.

caught Michael’s eye, no one could guess what Michael’s would do, Given Michael’s ruthless tactics against

take other measures. At the very least, Max

Patrick knew he must’ve been pondering some issue.

the sky darkened, a tense undercurrent flowed through Beaconsfield. Those with a keen sense sensed the