A False Heiress's Guide to Love and Power

Chapter 293

After the others left, Ethan and his two companions followed a waiter to their own private dining room.

They didn’t dive straight into business. Instead, they waited until all the dishes had been served, letting the meal set the mood before finally getting down to the real reason they were there.

“So, she’s the Alessia my grandfather’s always talking about? The old man never stops going on about her. Now that I’ve finally met her in person-”

Before Bacchus could finish, both “sister protectors” fixed him with a sharp look.

He caught on quickly, miming zipping his lips shut.

“You didn’t tell Lessie?” Ethan asked, swirling his fork in the soup. His long, sculpted fingers made even that simple gesture look elegant.

“Why would I tell her? She finally got away from the Tates. Once the Tate family’s been bled dry, whatever’s left of Tate Holdings will go back to her anyway,” Max said, his tone casual, almost dismissive.

Ethan glanced up at him, but let it drop.

Meanwhile, outside the restaurant, Alessia and her three friends were still talking about the trio they’d just left behind.

“Lessie, that’s your older brother? Ethan is your brother?” Esme asked, eyes wide. She was a notorious internet addict, and with her radar for handsome guys, she could spot one whether it was the sports channel or the evening news. Law had never interested her, but good–looking men were a different story.

“Yeah,” Alessia nodded.

Joyce murmured,

switched at birth. Only found my biological

know,” Joyce

“It’s not a big

three of them exchanged glances. For some

secrets, drawing them closer

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little things about

from a rural family. She had a younger brother, and if it weren’t for her scholarship, her parents would never have let

both her parents were teachers. They held her to strict standards, and she didn’t even

on the other hand, had it easiest. She was an only child in a middle–class family. She never had to worry about anything, but that

talked, streetlights lit the wide avenue, and other students

and saw two tall men, bundled up in coats, stepping out. “Third brother?” she called hesitantly, recognizing only his eyes above the scarf. The

me

Esme frowned but

you

Thought I’d drop something off for

out her phone and realized