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.

long, never learning to think about others. His comfort was his only concern. So he thought his request of Aubree was reasonable, but her reaction

a slap, but no

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

turn to Max, 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

fell, lips pressed tight.

legs, twirled an orange in his hand. “Look, Andrew, I’m not one to talk, but what you said to Max last night, that was low. You know how rough Max had it

top of the food chain. Martha even brought in a shrink at one point.

you were a monster. And with the

frequented the Dorsey household, trying to diagnose Max with something,

to make ten–year–old Max the

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Chapter 527

How many assassination attempts would the kid face? How much backstabbing

and waiting

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