A False Heiress's Guide to Love and Power

“If anyone ever needs my help, I promise I’ll do everything I can for you.” Ileana forced a smile that looked generous on the surface, but somehow managed to diminish her in everyone’s eyes.

They were all from the same social class. Even if there were differences in capability, there was no need for such obsequiousness–especially considering the Tate family’s impressive rise in recent years. Several families here were business partners of theirs. Honestly, even if Ileana did nothing, people would still come to her simply because of her family background.

But instead of carrying herself with the confidence and dignity expected from a Tate, Ileana seemed desperate to win everyone over, eager to blend in as quickly as possible. It came across as small–minded and insecure. No one pointed it out, of course, but silent judgments had already been made.

Yet Ileana, so used to being the center of attention at Crestview High, had no idea how these social games were really played.

“Tomorrow’s my family introduction party,” she announced. “If you’re free, you’re all invited–my mother even hired a Michelin–starred chef from abroad for the occasion. Sis–Alessia, you should come too. I know your adoptive family isn’t well off, and you’ve never really struggled a day in your life, but don’t worry. Tomorrow, I’ll put in a good word for you at the party–maybe Mom and Dad will finally bring you back home.”

Ileana sounded perfectly sincere, her wide–eyed concern almost touching, as if she were genuinely thinking of Alessia’s well–being.

Alessia replied lightly, her tone airy and indifferent. But Ileana finally felt a triumphant satisfaction, as if

Dad made one comment, and you stormed out with your suitcase. They’re still upset–and now they’re thinking of turning your old room into my dressing room. They’ve even scheduled a meeting with, um… Justin, I think?” She

the details, but it’s all been arranged by our parents. But it was your room first, and I did try to talk them out of it. Still, they insist. They say I’ve been

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curved and eyes crinkling with amusement. Ileana shot her a glance, convinced Alessia was putting on a brave face. She glanced at Stella, who looked bored out of her mind, and decided

a wise older sister counseling a rebellious sibling. “But don’t take it too hard, Lessie. Mom and Dad are just upset right now.

others exchanged quick glances,

stars of the scene, barely reacted. She simply played with Cole’s fingers, looking