Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 327

Spencer felt the last vestige of color drain from his face. He was a Dorsey, through and through, and yet here he was, having to get Brielle’s permission to even step foot into Dorsey Enterprises. Why the hell should he?

But the man laying down the law was Max. Even with a heart full of reluctance, Spencer didn’t dare act out in front of Max.

Spencer’s fists tightened slowly, and his knuckles were whitening, before he finally let go. “I get it. I’ll play by the rules,” he muttered.

Max gave Spencer a cursory nod, his indifference as cutting as a blade, before he turned on his heel and left.

As soon as he was gone, Faith emerged from behind a nearby column. Her voice was laden with concern as she clutched Spencer’s sleeve. “What’s gotten into you? You used to be all about Lillian, and now you’re chasing after that bastard girl? Did that kidnapping knock something loose in your head?”

Spencer’s control snapped, and his fist slammed into the column with such force that it came away bloody.

Faith yelped, instantly pulling out a handkerchief with a maternal instinct. “What are your doing?”

Spencer’s lips parted as if to speak, but before a word could escape, a sharp slap cut the air. His cheek flared with pain, and his mouth filled with the metallic taste of blood.

the assailant, meeting Ryan’s burning

before they dared to show themselves. Ryan was no fool. He saw right through his son’s intentions. It wasn’t just about vying for the family fortune; it was about

a case of the early bird getting the worm? But could

in fear, yet she didn’t dare go against Ryan. Her voice sounded timid as she intervened. “Let’s just talk this through. Spencer’s probably still rattled from the kidnapping. He never

in the direction Max had gone. “Mom, Dad, that was then,” he said, wiping the blood from the

but now it seemed unnecessary. Max was heartless. No woman held a special place with him. And now his own son had fallen under Brielle’s spell, and nearly incited the wrath of the patriarch,

couldn’t be

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the family estate’s driveway and got into his car, unbuttoning the top button

shirt.

day before had been spent executing the patriarch’s orders and dealing with the Barnes family. By his count, Max hadn’t slept in

red in Max’s eyes through the rearview mirror. “Sir,

as his voice came out husky with fatigue. “Take me to Radiant Light

looked surprised.