Master of his heart (Max and Brielle)
Chapter 951

Antonio always had a brooding look, and now, as his face darkened even more, he looked like he was plotting something devious.

"Dad," he said, smirking without any real humor, "you're quite the comedian. You were the one who taught me never to take the Dorsey family ties to heart. I've always remembered that lesson." He was smiling, but his eyes were cold and empty.

Stepping closer, he whispered something in William's ear.

William's pupils constricted sharply, and he was so overwhelmed with rage that he passed out on the spot.

Antonio watched the man, who had coughed up blood and now lay unconscious on the hospital bed, and let out a chilling laugh.

He didn't call for the doctors; William probably wouldn't make it through the night.

Anyone who dared to challenge him for Dorsey International wouldn't be spared-not his father, not even his grandfather.

His benefactor had promised to back him up. So all Antonio had to do was get rid of those above him, and Dorsey International would be his, with him in absolute control.

Everything Max had lost would be his for the taking.

He had finally beaten Max, no longer the insurmountable peak of his childhood.

This day had been a long time coming.

Excitement flushed Antonio's cheeks, contrasting with his otherwise somber features and giving him a rather sinister look.

William could never have imagined exiting the stage in such a disgraceful, quiet manner.

In William's world, he was the head of the Dorsey family, Max's elder brother, the last hope of the old man. Even if he were to exit, it should have been with a bang, fitting of his stature. He'd always seen Max as his rival, always dreaming of the day he'd bring him down, constantly striving for that end.

Framing Max, ingratiating himself with Michael-these had become his life's sole pursuits.

But he forgot that without Max, there would be no Dorsey International to give him the leisure to plot against Max.

Because Max was too strong, too devoid of emotion, the Dorsey family failed to realize how indispensable he was to Dorsey International.

William's exit was met with sighs of regret, even by himself.

Especially being killed by his own son; even in the afterlife, facing the judge of the underworld, he would be too ashamed to speak of it.

That evening, the Dorsey family received grim news - William had passed away.

With Michael's condition worsening, Antonio was the only one left to face the media.

Before the cameras, Antonio's gaze was heavy with sorrow.

"My father was worked to death by the relentless issues plaguing Dorsey International. I am

heartbroken and disappointed. In my wildest dreams, I could never forgive Uncle Max. He basked in the glory of the Dorsey family but shirked its responsibilities. He took everything from us."

Cleverly, Antonio shifted all the blame onto Max. After all, Max was already estranged from the Dorsey family, so what was one more accusation?

The media buzzed with excitement, eagerly awaiting the next chapter in the high-society drama.

Antonio continued to hold the

camera's gaze, "My grandfather's condition has worsened because of his actions. Now, I am the only one left to uphold Dorsey International. won't let Uncle Max's schemes succeed. I'd like to say to him, the Dorsey family raised you for so many years; for that alone, you should at least come and see your grandfather. But you keep avoiding us as if we were a virus. I've never seen such ingratitude. Just because Grandpa took back the shares you held, you chose to give up and sink into depravity. We were so wrong about you."

With that, Antonio painted Max as an ungrateful wretch.

Already at the center of public scrutiny, Antonio's interview turned up the heat on Max even further.

After the interview, Antonio returned to the ancestral Dorsey home alone.

Without Michael, the family home was his domain, and everyone else had to act with proper deference.

It was clear to all that Antonio was the one who had the last laugh.