Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 325

The atmosphere in the room turned rather eerie as he spoke.

In the Dorsey household, Michael’s authority was unchallenged, towering above everyone. else’s. So when trouble knocked on his door, the whole family gathered, fearing the worst.

The only person who might have had a fighting chance at keeping Max in check was Michael

himself.

Without Michael, the rest of the Dorseys were like dolls in Max’s presence. Even William felt a twinge of worry with the sudden turn of events.

Now that Michael was just beginning to recover, Max’s words were startlingly blunt.

Victoria, who was helping Michael to the sofa in the living room, shot Max a glare. “Max, Dad’s just getting better. Tone it down a bit, will you?”

As Michael settled on the couch, he waved off their concern with the ease of long habit. “This old body of mine has seen better days. What worries me most, Max, is not being around to see you settled.” He might as well have come right out and told Max to marry Alivia.

Our families have been friends for generations,

quiet look, followed by a cough. “Didn’t you say that if you didn’t find. someone you liked, you’d marry Alivia? So,

question hung in the air like a soft–spoken challenge. If Max said yes, Brielle would find herself in the crosshairs of

not looking to marry just

faintly. Just as he was about to speak again,

worn.

him; what had the boy been up to lately? He appeared significantly thinner than the last time

his eyes, he took a seat opposite Max. His eyes, bloodshot and weary. were unable to stop darting

Brielle and his uncle, Max. But every lead and every piece of surveillance footage he pursued had vanished without a

release the footage from the night of the party, but they had politely refused,

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Spencer as he clenched his fists until they seemed

at Brielle’s old apartment, but after the fire, all the tenants had moved out. Several had died in the blaze, and the building had become a ghost