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.

his only concern. So he thought his request of Aubree was reasonable, but

slap, but no words

indulgent with Aubree? When it came to him, she hit him with no hesitation–as if she put her whole

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

lips pressed

“Look, Andrew, I’m not one to talk, but what you said to Max last night, that was low. You know how rough

chain. Martha even brought in a shrink at one point.

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

diagnose Max with something, anything, to explain his lack

to make ten–year–old Max the heir to the

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kid face? How much backstabbing would he endure in

blows, and waiting

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