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.

circles too long, never learning to think about others. His comfort was his only

slap, but no

When it came to him, she hit him with no hesitation–as

Max, who was a good listener despite his stoic demeanor. But after last night’s harsh words

lips pressed tight.

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 growing up.”

top of the food chain. Martha even brought in

And with the Dorsey family’s

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

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

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

son, that he 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

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