Chapter 527

Andrew’s eyelid twitched in irritation as he rubbed his cheek. “It wasn’t him.”

“So, Tessa, then?”

“No way, she’d never lay a hand on me.”

“Who else would you let slide, then? I’m almost worried you buried someone before coming here.”

Andrew’s fire went out in a puff. That slap had come from Aubree. It was because he had the gall to ask Aubree to cook for Tessa.

When he found out Aubree had gone to Premier Palace, he’d wanted to follow, but with the tension between him and Max, he’d just met Aubree on the street corner to pass on Tessa’s message.

Without a word, Aubree slapped him again, then stormed back into Premier Palace, calling him trash.

too long, never learning to think about others. His comfort was his only concern. So he thought his request

but no words

When it came to him, she hit him with no hesitation–as if she put her whole strength into it.

who was a good listener despite his stoic demeanor. But after last night’s harsh words and a punch, Andrew’s thick skin wasn’t enough to

gaze fell, lips pressed

one to talk, but what you said to Max last night, that was low. You

kid who never smiled or cried would face cold shoulders even at the top of the food chain. Martha even brought in a shrink at one point. Not just any shrink, but the

a monster. And with the Dorsey family’s high status, the last thing they wanted was a freak in the

the Dorsey household, trying to diagnose Max with something, anything, to explain his lack of

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face? How much backstabbing would he endure in private?

was setting Max up to fail, using him as a shield against the majority of blows, and waiting to put his favored son in place once Max was out of the picture. Even Max’s friends thought that way, instructed by their families to believe it.

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