Brodie rested his hands on the arms of his wheelchair.

"I heard she's not going to be able to keep the baby."

"Yeah, someone fed her birth control pills for three years without her knowing."

Brodie didn't need to be told; he knew this had Michael's fingerprints all over it. His father was a master of dirty tricks. Otherwise, Max wouldn't have ended up addicted to drugs.

"If you want Dorsey International, Brodie, I can make it yours."

Brodie glanced down at his legs, a bitter smile tugging at his lips.

"You don't really think what happened to my legs is your fault, do you?"

eyes were calm as he briefly met

force my

Brodie, once the golden boy, had been dragged down by him. If anyone was to blame, it was Michael for being so ruthless. Michael valued financial wizards, and Brodie, who was all about pharmaceutical research, even with his early success, was just a nice addition to the Dorsey family, not the leader who would take them

eyes drifting to the table. After a moment, he

stronger than

him as they climbed out of that low point together. But he couldn't handle the blow and kept lashing out at her, pushing her away. Brodie had resented Max, just as he said, there was indeed a causal link. But in truth, it was Michael who was to blame, yet

he knew how to protect

I advise you not to burn bridges with our father. It's pointless

though Michael still had leverage over Max, Brodie was certain Max would prevail. Max was always unflappable, no matter the situation. If it weren't for his father's cruelty toward Brielle,

others in the Dorsey family

it was Max. Or rather, he was the one least inclined to delve into the fate of the other Dorseys. Even without

weren't for you and mother, I would've left the Dorsey family a long time

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