Master of his heart

Chapter 575

Victoria felt she’d said too much, even though she wasn’t quite sure what she was trying to communicate.

“Max is my brother, whether we’re close or not, and I don’t want him getting hurt.” With those words, she slipped into the hospital room.

Brielle stood there, overhearing Victoria instructing the doctor. “He’s been cooped up at home. drinking himself into oblivion. If I hadn’t found him today, he’d probably be dead. Please make sure there’s always a nurse watching over him while he’s admitted. I’ll take care of the expenses.”

Spencer’s parents had long left Beaconsfield, and the only one in the Dorsey family who might still have had some concern for him was probably Victoria.

Victoria had watched Spencer grow up; she knew about the night he spent on his knees in their ancestral home. That was why she had said those things to Brielle.

Victoria knew all too well the kind of tricks her father could play. If a man as proud as Everett could be broken, then Brielle stood no chance. Brielle and Max were never going to last, especially not with Michael yet to truly exert his influence. Once he did, Brielle would lose her dignity just as Everett had.

least she kept Everett by her side.

Was it love or something else? She simply couldn’t bear to let go and decided why not keep him close and torment each other? Victoria lowered her eyes, knowing that unless Brielle were completely unattached in this world, everything and everyone connected to her would become a burden, a vulnerability. Victoria’s

and turn him into a plaything she could manipulate and desecrate. The love she couldn’t have

brother, Max, who simply lacked emotional awareness

the world had always been that way. Back at the office, Brielle learned that the

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to explain her wrist injury to Max, so she said she would stay with Aubree another night. Upon hearing she’d be

key to Aubree’s place, made long ago. As she inserted it into the

spark of hope vanished upon seeing Brielle,

of clothes and bottles had been cleaned up. The room was refreshed, and the table was neatly laden with delicious food, including a

who Aubree was waiting for, but that person probably wouldn’t

doorknob before mumbling. “Caught in a sad