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.

by her child’s presence, she sighed and gently soothed him, “Be a good little man.” She knew he couldn’t understand, but

at the sound of the child’s laughter, unable

When she was with Ryan, she had indeed thought about having this child as a ticket into high society. She even believed she wouldn’t feel anything for the kid. But at the sight of the child, all her schemes vanished and were replaced by fear of

of it. Rather than live in fear, she chose to confront them directly. If the Dorseys wanted her child gone, she was ready

Michael was willing to pay.

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

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I have the money! Really, I won’t cause any trouble for the

I’ve arranged the money and

had spoken with the woman

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

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

holding children and lifted him by the collar rather than cradling him. Yet the child didn’t cry, even giggled, thinking

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 be separated from