Master of his heart

Chapter 495

Jose breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Michael accepted Alivia as his
daughter-in-law, Brielle would never gain the approval of the Dorsey family.
Knowing Michael for years, Jose was well aware that this old man was far from
calm. He was merely biding his time.

With his fiery personality, Max couldn't be suppressed by mere tactics. Brielle
needed to accumulate enough disappointment to leave of her own volition.

The chasm between the two was too great; what passed for affection would
become a deep. bitter bond. The further things progressed, the more
unpredictable the dangers became.

After hanging up the phone, Michael handed his mobile to the butler.

The butler, noticing the fresh calligraphy spread across the chairs and table from
the night before and that morning, knew Erik's mind was already in turmoil. It was
only Michael's years of business acumen that kept him from flying into a rage.
Considering the gravity of the situation, the butler marveled at Michael's
composure and dreaded the thought of what his response might be when he
finally took action. Then, remembering the figure still kneeling at the entrance, a
flicker of uncertainty crossed the butlers face. “Sir, Mr. Spencer has been
kneeling at the doorstep for over twenty—four hours now.”

Michael's brush paused, his temples throbbing with pain.

“And you haven't had breakfast yet, sir. Your health is important.” The butlers
voice held a note of concern.

Michael set aside his brush and took a warm towel to clean his fingers before
making his way outside with the aid of his cane. There was Spencer, ashen—
faced and unsteady, his forehead bruised from his steadfast vigil.

Michael felt a stronger pulse at his temples — one nuisance after another!
“Grandfather! Please don't let Uncle Max be with Brielle. She was my fiancée,
and Uncle Max's dalliance with her will be the talk of Beaconsfield! If Brielle is to
marry, it should be to me, Grandfather, I-”

His plea was cut short as the cane came crashing down upon him. Spencer
winced in pain but bit his lip, refusing to make a sound.

“Brielle has you all in a twist! You're determined to drive me to the grave. It was
you who insisted on getting engaged to her when you were both so young, and it
was you who later called it off. If it weren't for you, would Brielle have ever met
Max?!”

This was precisely why Spencer felt such indignation. His knees ached from
kneeling, and his blood felt like it had turned to ice.

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Chapter 495

“I was the one who saw Brielle’s shine first, and Uncle Max has no right to steal
her away!”

Michael swung his cane again, fury in his stroke. Tears welled up in Spencer's
eyes, and he couldn't hold them back any longer.

His pitiful state only fueled Michael's anger. “You were outdone by a woman in
business and are now in love, too? If you want to kneel, keep at it, and maybe it'll
clear that lovesick fog in your head.”

Spencer fell silent, his lips pressing together as tears continued to fall.

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Michael stepped past him and

headed downstairs, calling for the

butler to accompany him on a walks

He needed Pee] off and e&a43d the
sgh otitis weakling that infuriated

him so. He had never been this way

with Max, who had a calmness unlike
others from a young age. Any anger
thrown at Max would be met with a

silent gaze, making the aggressor

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To deal with Max, Michael had to be colder and more ruthless. But with Spencer,
his disappointing grandson, Michael sometimes wished he could end it all with a
few good swings of his cane.

Spencer had been kneeling since the previous evening, his knees numb, his
mind aflame with the image of Max and Brielle hand in hand. Why should they be
together so carefreely?

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Spencer continued his vigil into the
afternoon, hungry and swollen, utterly
disheveled. He heard footsteps

behind him and thought Michael nad
returned, but farping hs ead, hé Saw
Wiig Willlam had been at the

scene last night, too, but since Brielle
showed up in the box, he had

remained silent. Without saying a

word or making a move, Michael had
locked himself up all morning — a

clear sign of his disappointment in

Max. Now, with his grandson still

fixated on the Issue, Brielle was likely

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“Spencer, kneeling won't change
anything. Get up. Even if you fait
Se

A o in the Dorsey family could?

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Spencer raised his hand, furiously wiping away his tears. The rough fabric stung
his tender skin, but the pain only sharpened his resolve.