A False Heiress's Guide to Love and Power

“He must have just gotten back–I didn’t hear anything about it either.”

Cole cast a fleeting glance, then turned away, leading Alessia down the stairs by the hand.

Alessia frowned but didn’t bother to linger. The guy was irrelevant–hardly worth even a moment of her attention.

“So, you’re Miss Tate?” The man tried to slick back his thinning hair, clearly thinking he looked charming, though the lecherous gleam in his eyes ruined any chance of

that.

“Yes.” Ileana was as proud and haughty as ever, openly displaying her disgust. It was obvious she couldn’t stand the sight of this greasy, pig–faced man.

She pulled a tissue from her purse and held it to her nose, as if his very breath. threatened to pollute the air around her.

“Order whatever you want–I’ll cover the whole thing,” he declared grandly.

A thick gold chain hung from his neck, and every inch of him screamed nouveau

riche.

The more he spoke, the more speechless Ileana became, and the less she could

tolerate him.

She couldn’t stay any longer. Grabbing her bag, she stood up to leave.

not even bothering to move as she rose. He barely managed to lift his eyelids, his bloated face

jaw and, seething with anger, sat

he’d cut off her credit cards and throw her out of the

Living in luxury was easy, but giving it up was hell. She was already suffering; if the last card was canceled, she wouldn’t even

her sit, the man looked even

the

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pride. Just as she reached for the menu, she suddenly shot to

movement startled everyone

“What are you doing?!”

had already bolted,

prize was slipping away. He heaved

his massive gut and lumbering steps left him

wait!” he shouted after her, but Ileana didn’t even look back. She just kept running, leaving him to stew in his humiliation as laughter rippled through

restaurant.

embarrassment,

arched an eyebrow. Who knew dinner could come with such entertainment? Not

“Let’s go.”

over, taking Alessia’s