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.

ago. Our families have been friends

if you didn’t find. someone you liked, you’d

herself in the crosshairs of the Dorsey family’s considerable influence, no

I’m not looking

to speak again, the living room door swung open, and in came Spencer, looking haggard

worn.

He appeared significantly thinner than the last time he was brought home after that kidnapping

before greeting his grandfather. Then, with heavy dark circles under his eyes, he took a seat opposite Max. His eyes, bloodshot and weary. were unable to stop darting back to

liaison between Brielle and his uncle, Max. But every lead and every piece of surveillance footage he pursued had

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

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clenched his fists until

but after the fire, all the tenants had moved out. Several had died in the blaze, and the building had become a