Master of his heart

Chapter 252
Kenzo stepped out of the ward room, catching sight of William and Ryan
standing not too far off, deeply engrossed in a conversation. When they noticed
him, smiles stretched across their faces.
“Kenzo, what did the old man talk to you about?”
Kenzo offered a small grin. “Just some trivial matters, nothing to fret over. Guys,
I've got to run, so I'll be off.” With a polite nod, he turned and made his way
toward the staircase.
William and Ryan exchanged a glance, unsure of what Michael was really
thinking.
Meanwhile, Victoria was seated to the side, brow furrowed as she texted furiously
on her phone.
Ryan knew exactly who she was in touch with and couldn't help but scoff. “After
all these years, Everett's still treating you like that. Your brother's passed out and
he can’t even be bothered to show up.”
Victoria's expression turned somewhat unpleasant. Everett had always been a
sore point for her, and no one was allowed to bring him up.
“Ryan,” she retorted sharply, “Everett's swamped at work. As for Spencer, doesn't
he work at Dorsey International? Why isn’t he here checking on his own family?”
Mentioning Spencer brought to Ryan’s mind the kidnapping video. He had people
track Spencer’s phone to Beaconsfield, but the exact location remained elusive.
The kidnappers had only sent a video and hadn't yet made their demands.
Spencer was Ryan's only son; he couldn't afford any harm to come to him. Yet,
he also couldn't let himself be too vulnerable. Other than sending people out to
search, he was left to wait for the kidnappers’ next move.
Just then, his phone buzzed with a new message: photos. One showed a red
handprint on Spencer's cheek, another a dagger gleaming ominously. The threat
was implicit.
Ryan's expression turned to ice as he strode briskly out the door, only to be
stopped by Michael emerging from the room. “Max’s awake. Patrick, he wants a
word with you. William, Ryan, your two come in as well.”
The men addressed entered the room, leaving Victoria awkwardly standing in the
hallway.
Michael cast a glance her way, knowing she was waiting for someone, and let out
a curt huff. Victoria tried to mask her unease, and quickly offered an excuse.
“Dad, Everett's got a concert tonight, that's why-"
“Enough,” Michael cut her off. “The Dorsey family knows all about you two. If it
weren't for your constant protection, he wouldn't have lasted this long. Victoria,
you should learn from Max. It’s only when you let go of your emotions that you
can stand firm.”
Chapter 252
Victoria's hand, hanging by her side, clenched tightly, and she fell silent.
Inside the room, Max had already propped himself up, though his complexion
was still pale.
Patrick fluffed up a pillow behind him and then stood back quietly.
William and Ryan feigned concern with a few perfunctory words: they wouldn't
mind if Max was out of the picture.
Michael, seeing through the facade, pressed on. “Max, have you had your blood
checked? Are you certain it's just exhaustion?”
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William and Ryan stiffened but kept their composure.
After they left, Michael stood up as well. “If it's those two, I'll make sure they're
sent out of the
country.”
“Father, I'll handle it myself.” Max insisted.
Knowing his son’s temperament. Michael nodded. “Just be careful, Max. If
anything happens to you, the Dorsey family will be in chaos.”
After a few more words of caution, Michael left with Victoria's support.
Once alone, Max turned his gaze out the window.
Patrick, sensing his thoughts, offered, “Shall I call Ms. Brielle? She probably
doesn’t know you're in the hospital.”
Feeling the weight of exhaustion, Max closed his eyes. “No need.”