Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 648

Michael knew better than to try to outlast Max In a game of patience. He had watched his youngest son grow Into a man who could keep his lips sealed just as tightly as his father, If not more so.

Having finished the last stroke of his calligraphy, Michael set down the brush and

accepted a handkerchief from the butler to clean his hands. “What’s your plan with the Clements family?”

“Haven’t you already done everything that needs to be done?”

A chill flickered in Michael’s eyes. He finished wiping his fingers and handed the handkerchief back to the butler. “I’ve spoken with the Clements family and made some concessions. The damages are around a billion dollars.”

Max considered this for a few seconds before responding. “It can be deducted from my personal account.”

“Max!”

Michael’s anger flared, and he slapped the desk. It was the first time he’d ever lashed out at Max like this, a hint of frost in his glare. “All this for a woman. You seem pretty content to be the butt of the joke.”

It was a harsh accusation. After all, any random chapter from Max’s life thus far had been nothing but highlight reels. He was never the topic of ridicule.

“Father, having Brielle by my side is icing on the cake.”

was anything but humorous. “I’ve heard Martha’s condition has worsened. The sanatorium has called you several times, and you’ve been ignoring them, even going as far as instructing

emotional state was too agitated. I did what I felt was best for her.”

“Absurd!”

cup shattered at Max’s feet.

that wager with Brielle well. I won’t make things difficult for her for at least half a year. But if you continue with this outrageous behavior, don’t blame me for breaking our

the streets – it was an affront to everything Michael stood for. Moreover, it was with the heir

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with your mother. Consider how you might make it up to her. Jose enjoys collecting art. I happen to have a piece he would appreciate, ‘The Twelve Scenes of

Alivia but for the Barnes family.

added, “You know Alivia wants

blunt, typical of his nature, and

serve to aggravate him further,

away.

He was about to reply to Brielle’s message on his phone when the car window was tapped. It was the butler.

assigned someone new to Dorsey International to be your assistant. He forgot to mention it earlier and sent me here to inform you. Also, he insisted that you are

be that required Michael’s personal

When he drove to Dorsey International and saw the woman who appeared on the top floor, his brow furrowed ever so

resemblance to Brielle. If Sydney had merely copied Brielle’s dress sense, then this woman had captured Brielle’s