A False Heiress's Guide to Love and Power

“Weren’t you the one who said it? That I always put my own interests first, and that when there’s something to be gained, I can eridure anything, no matter how humiliating. Well, it’s obvious now–Ileana Tate is no use to me anymore, and I need your help. Since you and Ileana can’t stand each other, the enemy of my enemy is my friend, isn’t that right?”

Alessia Morton gave her a measured look. “Being so presumptuous is a habit you. should break.”

Ileana wasn’t even worthy of being her rival.

She glanced at the time, then dropped lazily into the chair next to Lucy Summers. Her posture was relaxed, almost careless.

“You’ve got five minutes. Tell me–what do you want?”

“Help my mom get a divorce. Help us both get out of the country.”

Lucy couldn’t stay with the Summers family any longer. Her mother was falling

Hargrove Summers, seemed to have caught on to what they were planning–he stubbornly refused to sign the divorce papers.

make matters worse,

on much longer, there would be no way

a soft, mirthless laugh. “Lucy, that’s your

have nowhere else to turn, I’m begging you!” As if afraid Alessia would walk out at any moment,

out of Ileana, but quickly realized she had zero standing in the Tate family–she wasn’t even

to get along with lleana,

quietly withdraw. whenever the two

left to lose, she might as well throw caution to the

me, I’ll never say no to you, ever! I know I can’t offer you anything right now, and I know a promise like

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me three small shops,

eyes lit up