Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 954

Even though he had never laid eyes on that so-called gentleman Antonio spoke of, he knew the type-cruel and ruthless. No one could incite a man to patricide without being vicious to the core.

The Dorsey family's current state was largely thanks to that gentleman's influence. Antonio was just too green, being manipulated and didn't even realize it.

Michael's gaze was icy as he reflected on his decisions. He had no regrets about naming Max as the heir to Dorsey International when the boy was just ten. Max was the perfect choice, but he had been ruined by a woman.

Now, the old man didn't regret choosing Max; he regretted not letting him be with Brielle from the start. Upon reflection, Brielle was just a woman, one who sought power and prestige. Having her at Max's side would have done no harm to his stature.

But Michael's hatred for Brielle blinded him; he believed she had destroyed his masterpiece. He was so arrogant, thinking he had Max perfectly controlled with medication, never considering that Max would throw his life away for Brielle.

Michael was kicking himself, wishing he had given his blessing to Max and Brielle. He should have thrown them a lavish wedding. After all, Max had already signed the agreement; Dorsey International's future would be in other hands, not the offspring of that woman.

had always been in the Dorseys' shadow. In his mind, only the most perfect debutante from the social circles of Beaconsfield could match Max, not someone like Brielle, who

Such a stain could not mar his prized creation, and he would not allow anyone to become Max's

his pawn. At

a powerhouse under her name. The

Originally, Michael had tampered

because he looked down on her. He knew the Haywoods were effectively selling their daughter, and he refused to let such a woman step foot in Dorsey International. Brielle wasn't even fit to marry

together, Dorsey International would still reign supreme. But there are no "ifs" in this

shares, but you must cut

a minute, or that poison in your cup is meant for you. Remember, you taught me to show no mercy to an enemy, and Dad said that in

Michael felt an unprecedented chill, as if ice