Master of his heart

Chapter 342
Alivia watched his retreating figure, a hint of infatuation flickering in her eyes.
She had met plenty of men, each like a firework at her fingertips, bright for a
moment before fading into dull ash. But Max was different, a constant presence
in her life, like the North Star, illuminating her entire existence. No matter who the
other woman was, Alivia was determined to eliminate her competition.
A sharp glint crossed her gaze.
Raised as an elite lady of high society, she had been groomed for greatness from
a young age. Upon reaching an age of awareness, she began to scout for a
suitable future husband.
It was at one of those high—society parties that she first laid eyes on Max. Even
then, he possessed an aura of unapproachability, standing stoically beside
Michael.
Pride emanated from Michael as he proclaimed to everyone that this boy was the
chosen heir to the Dorsey family legacy. Immediately, the atmosphere thickened
with significant glances. Alivia even thought she saw a few glares, sharp enough
to cut.
Max, the youngest son of Michael and Martha, had nearly cost his mother her life
at birth. And indeed, he had shown extraordinary abilities from an early age. Yet,
he was only ten when Michael announced him as the next heir. Facing siblings
nearly two decades his senior, how did he survive the conspiracies that surely
followed?
Nobody knew how many assassination attempts Max had endured. To the adults,
a ten-year-old child was like a fish on a chopping board.
Alivia etched that face in her memory.
It was only after eavesdropping on the grown-ups at home that she understood
Michael's intentions. The heir of the Dorsey family had to pass through trials by
fire. Leaking the news early was a test for Max.
If he lived to adulthood, the title would be his. If he died, he would simply be a
stepping stone for someone else’s success. This was Michael's philosophy of
leadership.
A successful person was often built upon a mound of defeated adversaries.
Alivia quelled the surge of emotion in her chest, softening her tone. “Max, you've
barely rested two hours. Aunt Martha's condition needs further observation. Why
don't you rest a bit more?”
“Alivia, thank you.”
Aring of red marks marred Alivia’s neck, remnants of Martha's ruthless attack.
Had it not been for timely intervention, Alivia might have been seriously hurt. But
she shrugged off the incident. If sacrificing her life was the price for a chance with
Max, she would pay it without hesitation.
No one knew the depth of her obsession with Max, even if it meant becoming a
demon herself.
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“I'm okay. But are we sure about using this new medication? It's only been in
research for two years. Though it can suppress Aunt Martha's condition, there
are potential side effects.”
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He had made his decision and nodded in agreement.
Alivia sighed, her eyes filled with compassion. “Remember how Aunt Martha
used to make us croquettes and those sweet buns? She was so precise and tried
to teach me, but I never got the hang of it.”
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“Max, sometimes I wonder if Aunt Martha's worsening condition is because she
misses her family abroad. Maybe we should consider transferring her to a
sanatorium back home?”
The deeper Alivia’s bond with Martha, the stronger her connection with Max
would become. Martha trusted Alivia implicitly and couldn't bear to be apart.
Alivia had noticed that Max’s only moments of vulnerability were in the presence
of his mother. By securing Martha, she would secure Max.