A False Heiress's Guide to Love and Power

Chapter 142

“York.”

No one had ever called him by that name before–he almost didn’t realize she meant him.

“Are you hungry? How about I make you something nice to eat?”

York wanted to act tough, but his stomach betrayed him with a loud growl.

He hadn’t eaten since last night, hadn’t managed much sleep either. The more he thought about things that morning, the worse he felt, and he’d slipped out without breakfast. He’d tried hiding out in a fast food place, but after the staff ke

where his parents were, he’d taken off again.

ing

The city sidewalks were packed, but he had nowhere to go. He flagged down a cab, and by the time he got out, he’d somehow wandered near this

neighborhood–following half–remembered directions from a previous visit. By some stroke of luck, he actually found the house.

“I… I want some pound cake.” York mumbled, not meeting Karen’s eyes.

Karen noticed how red his ears were and bit back a smile, nodding before realizing

he couldn’t see her.

one up right now. You

attention to Ivan.

make some cake for you boys. Play in

ute for

little uneasy, but headed off to

the two boys

walked to his desk, set out his paints, and started working on a canvas. York, bored, wandered around the little room–really just one space divided in

scowling, hands behind his back like a little old man. “She could be living at the estate,

squeezing into this shoebox.”

says women are

him

casting shadows over his

one to bicker with, York soon grew restless. Eyes darting mischievously, he shuffled

the canvas,

blacks.

ignored him, focusing on his

again. He grabbed a book from the paint cabinet and started flipping through it. It was full of colorful

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