Chapter 527

Andrew’s eyelid twitched in irritation as he rubbed his cheek. It wasn’t him.”

“So, Tessa, then?”

“No way, she’d never lay a hand on me.”

“Who else would you let slide, then? I’m almost worried you buried someone before coming here.”

Andrew’s fire went out in a puff. That slap had come from Aubree. It was because he had the gall to ask Aubree to cook for Tessa.

When he found out Aubree had gone to Premier Palace, he’d wanted to follow, but with the tension between him and Max, he’d just met Aubree on the street corner to pass on Tessa’s message.

Without a word, Aubree slapped him again, then stormed back into Premier Palace, calling him trash.

these circles too long, never learning to think about others. His comfort was his only concern. So he

a slap, but no words were exchanged.

she hit him

a good listener despite his stoic demeanor. But after last night’s harsh words and a punch, Andrew’s thick

lips pressed

what you said to Max last night, that

food chain. Martha even brought in a shrink at one point. Not just any shrink, but the kind you’d find at a psychiatric ward.

monster. And with the Dorsey family’s high status, the last thing they wanted

to diagnose Max with something, anything, to explain his

Michael decided to make ten–year–old Max the

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kid face? How much backstabbing would he

and waiting to put his favored son in

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