Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 1037

Antonio always called King "Mr. King" with the utmost respect. In his eyes, Mr. King was invincible, superior to everyone in Beaconsfield, able to manipulate others as if they were mere pawns in his game.

Antonio's most despised rival, Max, stood no chance against Mr. King. He would have gladly bowed down to shine Mr. King's shoes if it meant getting rid of Max. He was willing to be as loyal as a dog if Mr. King would just take Max out.

He idolized Mr. King, placing him on a pedestal so high that he deemed him untouchable, beyond reproach, refusing to let anyone speak ill of him. The higher Antonio placed Mr. King in his heart, the less invincible Max seemed, all dependent on Mr. King's willingness to intervene.

So, when that night came, and he took a bullet, clinging to the edge of a cliff, confessing his confusion and despair, it was genuine. He truly didn't understand why the deity he worshiped decided to cast him into the abyss without mercy, using him as a pawn for revenge against the Dorsey family.

He despised Max, wished to tear him apart, yet he had placed Max on a divine

pathetic a game to lose. If that

no longer hoped to defeat Max; he only wanted to use the manor's secret to make Max

As Antonio crashed onto the terrace, his mind replayed the moment the mask was removed, the mocking smirk he saw on the man's face, and the wind from the canyon laughed at his helplessness

had to get up; he had to find that box his grandfather spoke of. It was a towering hatred from the depths of his soul, dragging those who looked down on him, those who trampled on him into the inferno with him. The night sky lit up with flames and deafening explosions, marking the most brilliant moment of his life.

words, noting the resemblance in temperament to Max. Max, too, was stoic as a child, leading to numerous

existence of his dual personalities and attempting to erase Max. Now, Brielle wondered if there was a way to eliminate King. Would Max return if King was

Even the young master hasn't. Probably only Mr. King knows what she