A False Heiress's Guide to Love and Power

Chapter 135

“All the necessary evidence has been collected. As soon as the PR Department issues their statement, I’ll file the lawsuit against Fitch Tillman first thing tomorrow morning.”

The attorney handed the folder to Alessia, who skimmed through the documents before passing them along to Cole.

“Vera, put the collaboration with Mikaela on hold. Swap out her spokesperson for an A–list ambassador.”

“Should we consider future cooperation?”

“That depends on whether Mr. Tillman values his company more, or his son.”

“Understood.”

A&C Entertainment and Vera’s firm were closely linked–A&C Entertainment, led by Lillian, focused on management and operations, while Vera’s company handled publicity and business partnerships. Each had its own responsibilities, but in practice, they worked as one.

“Alright, that’s it for tonight. Looks like we’re pulling an all–nighter.”

“I’ll get started right away.” Vera’s face was unreadable as she spoke, and the attorney, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose, walked out with her.

“Let’s go see if there’s anything we can help with,” someone suggested.

Larkin nodded and followed, reminding himself that a $20,000 monthly salary meant he was expected to pitch in when needed.

and Cole

leaned back in her chair as Cole came around behind her, expertly massaging her

and Alessia could feel

the news trending and figured you’d be here handling it yourself.” He knew how capable Alessia was–he’d trained her himself, after all–and watching her shine always

Instead, he simply

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without burning out.

told, Alessia felt the same way about him. This company was their

rest. I’ll

up her own space to crash when necessary. Even now, with the company thriving and her visits less

eyes, meeting

she chided, her

I

sat up, pulling him by the wrist toward her office. Cole followed, grinning like a fool at the feel of her hand

in a desk drawer, searching

“Still here,” she muttered.

barely got the word out before she slipped a

his face.

ruffling his hair. “Well, look at you–whose