Master of his heart (Max and Brielle)
Chapter 1036

This was Brielle's way of accepting Noir's sudden pounce the other night as an apology. Staring at the well-behaved panther, her initial fear melted away as she reached out to touch him. Noir's fur was sleek and shiny, his paws massive, giving a sense of fullness and security when held. Brielle could never have imagined getting this close to such a fierce creature in her wildest dreams. After the touch, Noir, showing remarkable intelligence, withdrew his paw and sat down, awaiting his next instruction. His tail swished elegantly from time to time, and sitting like this, he seemed taller than a small child. Yet, this scene unexpectedly emanated warmth. Isaac remained silent, quietly observing the woman. Remembering he had to meet his dad, he nodded as if to say hello and moved to leave. But now it was Brielle who felt a pang of reluctance. She found herself fond of the boy, his presence alone lifting her spirits. Despite some inner conflict, she couldn't help the joy that surged through her at the sight of his face.

At that moment, the servant spoke up. "Ms. Brielle, please follow me this way; I'll escort you out." Reluctantly, Brielle glanced back at Isaac and nodded slightly. On her way out, she couldn't help but inquire, "Is his mom Australian?"

The servant nodded, sighing softly. "Yes, but after giving birth to the young master, she left him in a dumpster. It took a great deal of effort for the sir to bring him back. That's why the young master has had communication issues to this day. The sir probably fears losing him, so he's kept him in the castle."

How could a mother be so heartless as to abandon her newborn in a dumpster out of spite? Even if she despised King, that anger shouldn't be directed at an innocent baby. Brielle felt a surge of anger, empathizing deeply with the boy.

"Has his mother never come back to see him?"

"No, the young master grew up in the castle, rarely seeing anyone besides sir. From the time he was in

swaddling clothes, sir was the one who looked after him. The young master is quiet and well-behaved. Since he was a month old, he never cried or fussed. Later, he got a panther as a companion and has been playing with Noir ever since. But the details are not clear to us; that's just what is said."

Brielle still thought the woman too cruel. If Isaac's communication issues stemmed from not being well-protected after birth, would his mother ever regret her actions? But considering what the servant said about his mom never visiting, she probably doesn't care about the child at all. Such a tragedy-a child bearing the brunt of adult grievances.

Brielle also wondered if a man like King, who could emerge victorious in the cutthroat Saudi royal conflicts and manage a casino in the predatory environment of Beaconsfield, could truly love someone. His cunning and ruthlessness exceeded most. This, Max couldn't match.

Under Max, the Dorsey family had

been calm, allowing others within to plot for power rather than focusing on survival. But King's actions toward the Dorsey family, using Antonio to start their internal collapse, showed his strategic mind.

William died with unicel net

grievances, and Michael became utterly deranged. Not only did he bankrupt the Dorsey family, but he also drove them insane, showcasing his manipulative prowess at a level Brielle had never seen before.

If Michael knew what King looked like, he might understand why Antonio was driven to madness and used that contraption. Antonio's hatred for Max was deep, wishing to attack Max even from beyond the grave. He longed to defeat Max, and King's arrival provided that opportunity.