Master of his heart

Chapter 197

Chapter 197

Inside the grand halls of Premier Palace, Max strode into the living room, his blazer casually draped over his elbow.

The butler took his belongings and hung them on the nearby coat rack.

Michael sat upright on the sofa, his piercing gaze settling on Max, “Why are you home so late?” Max slipped off his cufflinks, tossing them carelessly to the butler, and made his way to the couch, “Had a few drinks with Andrew.”

The scent of liquor clung to him, and on the coffee table lay several photographs–the very ones. William had been holding,

Max wasn’t in a rush. He picked up the photos, studied them for a moment before commenting. “Not a bad shot.”

“Ridiculous!”

The sharpness in that single word sent the servants scurrying out of the room, heads lowered and faces flushed with panic.

in

seat, “What makes you think that’s Brielle?”

If these pictures get to the Barnes family, what are you going to

and the Dorsey family

the woman in the photos wasn’t Brielle, Michael’s

been good, and she hopes you’ll settle down soon. Alivia calls her every month.

wives, following old traditions. Max’s mother was the last lawful wife, but she never stayed in the mansion, instead, she was abroad receiving treatment for an illness, in

wife. Even Max, her son, was his pride and joy. Unfortunately, after Max’s birth, she fell ill and her mental state was never

have always arranged for someone to take care of mother, and

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even if it were Brielle, so what?”

if he hadn’t been born into

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