A False Heiress's Guide to Love and Power

Chapter 123

York squeezed his eyes shut on instinct, but that only made him more keenly aware of Alessia’s arms tightening around him–almost as if she were saying, I won’t let them take you.

Her embrace soothed something deep inside him. When he finally opened his eyes, he saw Alessia’s jaw set hard, her gaze locked on the man in black. There was a fierce, unyielding determination in her face, as if she’d fight to the bitter end.

“Hey! What’s going on here?” A security guard came running down the slope, baton in hand.

“Damn it,” the man in black muttered through clenched teeth. He had no choice but to leave. The car’s engine revved, and the other two men scrambled in after him, speeding off in a rush.

“Are you two alright?” The guard jogged over, concern etched on his face.

“Please call the police,” Alessia said, loosening her grip on York as she slowly stood. Hér expression had already slipped back to its usual calm, and when she glanced at her arm–now bloody and torn–she only frowned slightly, as if it were a minor inconvenience.

“Alessia… are you okay?” York’s vision blurred as he looked up at her, the tears he’d been fighting finally spilling over.

He wiped at his face, but the tears just kept coming. His hands were covered in tiny cuts, his hair a wild mess with a few leaves still tangled in it. At some point, his shirt had been torn, and his face was streaked with dirt and tears–a sorry sight, really, like a lost child.

half a mind to scold him, but in the end, she just plucked the leaves from his hair

bent to pick up a

thank you.” Alessia took it from him and silenced

family are

“The Tate family.”

But you look

family doctor can get

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and, with the guard’s help, wrapping it

doctors. Still, he couldn’t help but feel a bit of admiration for Alessia, who stayed so composed

in the car. I’ll drive you

York’s hand and led him to the car. The whole ride back, York was silent, clinging tight to

he’s safe. Your daughter was there–she was very brave. She got hurt, but… Ah, I see. Of course, I’ll speak with your housekeeper instead,” the