Master of his heart

Chapter 325

The atmosphere in the room turned rather eerie as he spoke.

In the Dorsey household, Michael’s authority was unchallenged, towering above everyone. else’s. So when trouble knocked on his door, the whole family gathered, fearing the worst.

The only person who might have had a fighting chance at keeping Max in check was Michael

himself.

Without Michael, the rest of the Dorseys were like dolls in Max’s presence. Even William felt a twinge of worry with the sudden turn of events.

Now that Michael was just beginning to recover, Max’s words were startlingly blunt.

Victoria, who was helping Michael to the sofa in the living room, shot Max a glare. “Max, Dad’s just getting better. Tone it down a bit, will you?”

waved off their concern with the ease of long habit. “This old body of mine has seen better days. What worries me most, Max, is not being around to see you settled.” He might as well have come right out and told

I’ve made it perfectly clear to Alivia years ago. Our families have been friends for generations, but that’s all she and I can

him a quiet look, followed by a cough. “Didn’t you say that if you didn’t find. someone you liked, you’d marry Alivia? So, have you found

yes, Brielle would find herself in the crosshairs of the Dorsey family’s considerable influence, no matter where

but I’m not looking to marry just yet.”

smiled faintly. Just as he was about to speak again, the living room door swung open, and

worn.

of him; what had the boy been up to lately? He appeared significantly thinner than the last time he was brought

greeting his grandfather. Then, with heavy dark circles under his eyes, he took a seat opposite Max. His eyes, bloodshot

had been tirelessly searching for any evidence of a liaison between Brielle and his uncle, Max. But every lead and every piece of surveillance footage he pursued had vanished without a trace.

footage from the night of the party, but they had politely refused, citing

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