Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 953

Chapter 953

"Grandpa, you've seen the news online, haven't you?"

Michael, already hospitalized due to William's antics, now found himself coughing violently at the news. "Cough, cough, cough."

The metallic taste of blood filled his mouth, making him feel disoriented. This room, which should have been familiar-the ancestral home of the Dorsey family-felt alien, tainted with the odors of alcohol and tobacco smoke. Shakily, he reached for his cane, intending to reprimand Antonio.

"Where the hell are the bodyguards?! All of you, get out here now!"

He mustered a shout, but the room remained eerily silent-no one listened.

Michael's pupils contracted as he stumbled back.

Antonio's lips curled into a smirk as he swirled the whiskey in his glass.

"Grandpa, save your strength. I've taken care of everything in the old house. You always looked down on me, seeing me as nothing more than a tool in your hands. Bet you never imagined that one day, the blade would turn on you." Shock was evident in Michael's eyes, disbelief etched on his face.

How could this be? He was the patriarch of the Dorsey family, with vast influence at his disposal. How could Antonio, a mere whelp, have outmaneuvered him?

what have you

pleased

weren't the ideal partner for me. So I chose a new ally, one with considerable

I'll never give you

which is why, Grandpa, you should be wise and surrender the rest of your shares

intended

was hallucinating. Where on earth had Antonio gotten the audacity to

Michael reached out to his old

going on? Why

fingers, but he couldn't

on the couch, ghostly pale, his cane clattering to the

transfer

Grandpa, and I'll ensure you're well-cared for in your old age. If you resist, I'll have to

had never truly known

are you in league with?

like Antonio. He alone knew the terrifying extent of the power

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