Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 967

At this point, the idea of begging Max for help was a joke. The Dorsey family had never stooped so low.

No wonder they had grown too reliant on Max over the years.

Antonio took a deep breath, a cold smirk forming on his lips. "I have my own plans."

Michael couldn't help but chuckle. "Plans? Collaborating with your so-called partner-have you ever wondered why he'd just hand over Dorsey International to you? Sure, it might not be what it once was, but even a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. What's he getting out of this, if not for some twisted charity, leaving cold hard cash on the table?"

Straight to the heart of it.

Michael, a veteran in the business world, had sensed that this so-called partner was anything but friendly towards the Dorsey family.

Antonio was merely a sword in the man's hand, and a sharp one at that.

If this shadowy figure were to take down the Dorsey family directly, it would be fair play. But using Antonio to exact revenge was more than a loss of the company-it was a wound deeper than any blade, a pain a hundred times worse.

Look at William, who couldn't rest even in death.

And Michael himself, imprisoned by the grandson he had so underestimated.

What a farce it was, this decaying estate on the brink of its final frenzy.

Yet Antonio, ever the dreamer awaiting a windfall, was the perfect pawn for manipulation.

faced with Michael's interrogation, Antonio was speechless, panic setting

the man possibly gain from

eyes, the man was invincible, capable of anything.

return to

laid all his cards on

Dorsey family property, long closed off

relic from an older generation, and its seclusion meant even Michael rarely

huh? Ashton, come closer. There's a secret about that estate you should know." Michael whispered something into Antonio's ear, prompting a

Max. I'm sure he'll keep Dorsey International afloat for that. Ashton, this is your last chance." Antonio said nothing,

only after leaving the family home

master. Impossible. He needed to see the manor for himself, to ensure nothing had gone awry

At the manor.

were still blindfolded.

breakfast before

her forehead was

relax. The baby will be fine. Max will come for us soon, or if not, Andrew will." Aubree patted Brielle's back

had been left alone since the

night, their meals served punctually, but the

Brielle dared not take any. Pregnant women must

this, but

that it wasn't a matter of will but