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?

have

pleased with the current

a new ally, one with considerable clout. Look how quickly Dorsey International has fallen into my

give you the shares! You only

percent, which is why, Grandpa, you should be wise and surrender the

he intended to imprison

had Antonio gotten the audacity to do this? Had he lost his

believe it, Michael reached out to his old contacts, only to be met with

was going on? Why was

his fingers, but he couldn't

ghostly pale, his cane

transfer documents with a sly

resist, I'll have to

had never truly known the

in league with? Who has the power to do

Antonio. He alone knew the

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