A False Heiress's Guide to Love and Power

“Big brother?” Alessia called Ethan’s name again when she noticed he’d drifted off.

“Hm?” Ethan snapped back to attention and ruffled her hair.

“How did it go?”

“It’s pretty much taken care of. Let’s head home.”

“Alright. Sorry, though–I was right there and still couldn’t help at all.” Ethan felt a pang of guilt. He hadn’t exactly been a great older brother lately. Alessia had been back for a while, and he’d barely checked in on her. Now she’d been harassed at his own workplace, and he hadn’t done a thing to help.

“You’re such a good person, you know that?” Alessia teased. Ethan blinked, unsure what she meant.

“You saw how I just stood there and watched Max punch Quentin, right? Most people would think I’m cold as ice. Yet here you are, blaming yourself. Besides, wasn’t it you who told me to go get someone?”

Alessia wasn’t one to let things fester–if something bothered her, she’d say it right

away.

then closed it

Dad mentioned the shop. How’s

handling it. Mom and Dad have been following up too. If all goes

Ethan, though,

wrong

Oh, not exactly…” Ethan sighed and finally let out the frustration he’d

carrying.

more mature than her age, so Ethan found himself talking to her

said, “You were supposed to get promoted after wrapping up that case, but then some new hire swooped in and took over right at the end, stole the credit, and

face was a mix

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But after everything their family had

to get a pretty decent bonus once

stopped walking and frowned. “They didn’t pay

that.” Ethan hurried to explain,