Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 435

Max’s face remained expressionless as he listened to Michael mention his name.

Michael spoke again. “Max, I’m entrusting this to you. Take this woman and her child and get them out of here. Drop them off somewhere only you know about, so that certain prying eyes Can’t follow.”

After finishing his directive, Michael turned his gaze toward the kneeling woman. “Tell me, how much do you want?”

Without any hesitation, the woman stated, “Fifty million.”

Michael had no intention of saying anything further, so with a dismissive wave of his hand, his consent was given.

Max stood up, ready to escort the woman away, but Spencer, who had been sitting quietly in a corner, also stood up. “Uncle Max, I’ll come with you.”

Max’s brow furrowed at the Interruption, only to hear Spencer add. “After all, he is my half–brother,”

Discussing so–called family ties within the Dorsey clan was almost laughable, but Max didn’t call Spencer out on it.

The woman followed quietly, holding her child close. The child was only six months old, smiling and reaching out to grab his mother’s face.

when demanding money, but now, softened by her child’s presence, she sighed and gently soothed him, “Be a good little man.” She knew he couldn’t understand, but her voice grew tender all

of the child’s laughter, unable to resist glancing back.

ticket into high society. She even believed she wouldn’t feel anything for the kid.

confront them directly. If the Dorseys wanted her child gone, she was ready to go

willing to pay.

it would be just her and her son against the world. But now, facing this utterly impassive man, her heart raced wildly. She knew of Max and had heard Ryan mention him more than once, describing him as a cold, merciless, unfeeling creature. So, when he approached, she was so frightened that she immediately dropped to her knees,

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as I have the money! Really, I won’t cause any trouble for the Dorsey family!”

“The child shouldn’t exist. I’ve arranged

had spoken with the woman

lips quivering. It was her greed that had led her here. She dreamed only

but then she saw him lean in, gently lifting the child from her arms.

wasn’t adept at holding children and lifted him by the collar rather than cradling him. Yet the child didn’t cry, even giggled, thinking it was a

round of giggles from the infant. “You’ve chosen to keep him, so he stays. I’ll arrange for someone to take you away, but don’t reveal his parentage unless you want to