When Max placed his hands on his mask and slowly began to lift it from his face, only one thought ran through his mind.
He was done with this saga.
This would be the final nail in the coffin against Karen, and he had been waiting for this moment for a long time. Although Max had never cared about becoming heir, circumstances had forced him into the race. He hadn't pursued it out of ambition, but survival.
Someone from within his own family had been targeting his life.
It might have been one person.
It might have been several.
For a long time, one of his suspicions had been Karen.
But throughout this entire journey, Max had learned something important.
It was impossible for it to be her.
She didn't possess the strength to deal with the Gilt Rats. She didn't have the connections or power to attempt something as extreme as drowning Max Stern in a river. The level of coordination and brutality required was beyond her.
Which meant this chapter could end.
