Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

He really knows how to play his cards right.

Antonio's brooding face showed no hint of emotion as he nodded, signaling he'd handle it. William pulled out a tin of tea leaves from his desk drawer.

"This was meant for Max. Your grandpa loves his tea. Have his caregiver brew this special blend, and in a month, he'll be gone."

William's voice trembled with excitement. Antonio took the tin, a flicker of understanding in his eyes. "Got it, Dad."

"Your grandpa sees you the most; you're in the perfect position to act, Ashton. Once Dorsey International is firmly in our hands, no one will threaten us again. And as for Stellar Stage Entertainment, making all that noise, we'll just buy them out once we have enough talent.' Antonio kept a respectful facade as he held the tea and left. Outside the Dorsey International building, he sneered at the tin before splitting a portion of the leaves to give to William's attendant.

William was the real failure, running Dorsey International into the ground so quickly. But no matter, once William and Michael were out of the way, Antonio planned to restore the company to its former glory under his leadership. As for Max, without his medicine, how long could he last?From NôvelDrama.Org.

Antonio's plan to kidnap Tiffanie the night before was just to show loyalty to the old man. If it had worked, his standing with Grandpa would have soared. If it failed, the old man would resent Max for meddling, leaving Antonio clean. After all, it was Max who was sent to rescue Tiffanie, not Antonio.

Michael and William thought of him as an easy target, never imagining he had his own agenda. He had long arranged for Alivia to go abroad. Now, Alivia had the Dorsey matriarch, Desiree, wrapped around her finger, almost like a granddaughter. So, when he took over the Dorsey family, even if it was in ruins, he could use Alivia to pull resources from the Lynch family and bring the Dorsey family back to life.

Then, he'd be the CEO, and Michael and William would just be obstacles out of his way.

Antonio didn't regret his alliance with the mysterious benefactor. Without his help, he'd never have gotten close to the Lynch family.

The benefactor wanted to deal with Max and change the leadership at Dorsey International. Their goals lined up perfectly, which was great for Antonio.

Though the benefactor wore a mask, hiding his face, he seemed to have a particular disdain for Max, always looking for ways to eliminate him. This was good news for Antonio.

Now, with Max's reputation in shambles, Antonio didn't need to do anything. The benefactor would surely make move against him soon.

Antonio just needed to remove the other obstacles in the Dorsey family.

So, not only Michael should enjoy the tea, but William should have his share too.

The sooner both of them took their express trip to hell, the better!

But William, blissfully unaware of his son's scheming, eagerly awaited Michael's demise.

Brielle tried to suppress her nausea as she faced Aubree.

Her reaction was particularly strong today, but Aubree had come to the Premier Palace, insisting on a celebration.

Already a rising star, Aubree was extra careful with her appearance, now even employing bodyguards arranged by Stellar Stage

Entertainment. Since Brielle ha net

access to her brother's credit cards, money was no object, and she

spared no expense to support Stellar

Stage Entertainment.

After all, Stellar Stage Entertainment was entirely her company, with full ownership. Investing in it meant all profits came back to her.

"Bri!"

Aubree had been excited for days and now, seeing Brielle, she couldn't hold back and hugged her.

But Brielle turned pale, pushing her away and rushing to the restroom to be sick.

Aubree's brow furrowed at the

intensity of Brielle's reaction.

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differently; some had no symptoms, while others, like Brielle, suffered terribly.

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"Bri, I think Max is right. If your health doesn't allow it, maybe it's best to consider..." "I disagree!"

Brielle was fiercely protective when it came to her child. She looked into the mirror, pale and vulnerable, told him no. Whatever he says, I disagree."