Master of his heart

Chapter 252

Kenzo stepped out of the ward room, catching sight of William and Ryan standing not too far off, deeply engrossed in a conversation. When they noticed him, smiles stretched across their faces.

“Kenzo, what did the old man talk to you about?”

Kenzo offered a small grin. “Just some trivial matters, nothing to fret over. Guys, I’ve got to run, so I’ll be off.” With a polite nod, he turned and made his way toward the staircase.

William and Ryan exchanged a glance, unsure of what Michael was really thinking.

Meanwhile, Victoria was seated to the side, brow furrowed as she texted furiously on her phone.

Ryan knew exactly who she was in touch with and couldn’t help but scoff. “After all these years, Everett’s still treating you like that. Your brother’s passed out and he can’t even be bothered to show up.”

Victoria’s expression turned somewhat unpleasant. Everett had always been a sore point for her, and no one was allowed to bring him up.

“Ryan,” she retorted sharply, “Everett’s swamped at work. As for Spencer, doesn’t he work at Dorsey International? Why isn’t he here checking on his own family?”

kidnapping video. He had people track Spencer’s phone to Beaconsfield, but the exact location remained elusive. The kidnappers had only sent a video and hadn’t yet made

harm to come to him. Yet, he also couldn’t let himself be too vulnerable. Other than sending people out to search, he was left

photos. One showed a red handprint on Spencer’s cheek, another a dagger

from the room. “Max’s awake. Patrick, he wants a word with you. William, Ryan, your

the room, leaving Victoria awkwardly standing in

way, knowing she was waiting for someone, and let out a curt huff. Victoria tried to mask her unease, and quickly offered an excuse. “Dad, Everett’s

it weren’t for your constant protection, he wouldn’t have lasted this long. Victoria, you should learn

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side, clenched tightly,

himself up, though his complexion was still

fluffed up a pillow behind him and

concern with a few perfunctory words: they wouldn’t mind if Max

through the facade, pressed on. “Max, have you had your blood checked? Are you certain