A False Heiress's Guide to Love and Power

“Yes, I’d just finished a shift and was heading back to campus that day.” Alessia didn’t elaborate, leaving it at that; for Ethan, it had been no trouble at all. Back then, all he’d thought was–if his own little sister had been in that situation, she’d have been terrified.

The thought brought a flicker of disappointment to Ethan’s eyes.

An awkward silence started to settle over the table, so Karen stepped in to steer the conversation elsewhere.

“Lessie’s just come home–it’ll take her a while to get used to things. Dinner’s ready, so let’s eat. It’s not often we all sit down together. Afterward, I’ll help get your room set up, Lessie.”

Karen stood up, putting on a bright smile, but the others still sat with their lips pressed tight. Sensing her husband wanted to say something, Karen quietly let the forced cheer slip from her face.

Brendan reached over, patting Karen’s hand before turning to Alessia.

“So, Lessie, is it? I’m sorry. For seventeen years, I haven’t been your father in any real way. Now, with everything falling apart, we’ve dragged you back just to share our mess. I can’t give you the life you deserve. If you don’t want to stay with us, I’d understand. I… I don’t have much to offer, but this is what I’ve managed to save up. Please, take it. After all, the Tate family…” His voice trailed off, the difference between her old life and this one hanging in the air.

“No, thank you.” Alessia gently slid the bank card back across the table.

but it’s enough to rent a place. I’ll send

think it’s nice here. If you

used to it,” Liam–the

an eyebrow, not rushing to defend her

innocent. “So… are

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but couldn’t find the words. In the end, he pressed his

suggest she find somewhere else to stay. Karen and Brendan headed to the kitchen to whip up more food, since dinner had only been made for three. The

me a plate–my boss covers our meals.” Liam slung

called

careful. Don’t get into trouble,”