A False Heiress's Guide to Love and Power

“Let me go! Who are you? Let go of me!” York kicked and squirmed with all his might, his little legs flailing as he tried to shake his head free from the man’s grip. The man’s large hand clamped tightly over York’s mouth.

“Keep quiet, kid, or you’re gonna get hurt.”

“That’s right, we just want money. Stay still, and as soon as we get what we want, we’ll let you go.”

“Let me go! Help! Somebody, help–mmph!” York shouted, but the man’s hand covered his whole face. York, desperate, bit down hard. The man yelped in pain and jerked his hand away, shaking it in the air.

For a split second, York took his chance and shrieked even louder. His eyes were rimmed red, but he didn’t cry; instead, he kept struggling, kept yelling for help.

“The car’s here! Shove him in, quick!”

“This kid’s slippery as an eel,” one of the men grumbled, finally scooping York under

his arm.

Suddenly, a backpack came flying and slammed into the man’s back.

lunged to grab him–but a well–timed flying kick

hot concrete, scraping his arm. The pain and surprise made him curse through

screeched to a halt, and another man in

brat! Messing with us, huh?” The man who’d been hit with the backpack tossed it aside in frustration. Now all three

fixed on them, shielding York behind

away.

to her shirt, his voice

if you’re smart, you’ll leave now.” Her voice was steady, her eyes unwavering, not a trace of fear despite her slight

at each

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pierced the air. Two of the men stepped back, but the one who’d just arrived wasn’t about to

just kids! Grab them and get in

the ringleader gritted his teeth and