A False Heiress's Guide to Love and Power

“I’m telling you, you’ve got the wrong person.” The smile on Fortune’s face was slipping fast.

He shoved Ileana away with a forceful push.

“Why are you treating me like this?” Ileana’s voice trembled, raw with hurt. “I gave you everything–everything I had! Why are you doing this to me?” Ignoring the sting from her scraped palms, she scrambled after him, desperately reaching for the

hem of his trousers.

“Let’s go. Must be some lunatic from who knows where.” Fortune dodged her grasp, backing away several steps.

Their roommate watched the scene unfold, eyes flicking between the two, but ultimately chose to say nothing and hurried after Fortune.

Ileana tried to chase after them, but a swell of pedestrians blocked her path. By the time she made it through, Fortune was already gone.

She scoured the crowd anxiously, searching for him–only to spot, instead, the one person she despised most in the world: Alessia.

Right then, Alessia was strolling down the street toward campus, hand in hand with Cole, their fingers entwined.

Of course they’d witnessed the drama, but neither seemed interested in getting involved. To them, it was nothing more than a passing spectacle, a bit of entertainment in an otherwise ordinary day.

But what Alessia saw as amusement, Ileana saw as a fresh wound.

She clenched her fists, glaring daggers at Alessia’s retreating figure.

fault.

been shipped overseas, wouldn’t have endured the contempt and bullying from the

supposed to be the one in the spotlight, adored and cherished–not

quite realizing it, Ileana found herself trailing them all the way to the gates of the university. She stopped, staring at the imposing building, resentment

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in her chest.

yet Alessia got to attend a place like

fists tightened, her eyes flickering with envy and hatred

fell slowly, streetlights flickering on as she wandered the city with nowhere to go. Suddenly, thunder cracked overhead, and the sky opened up. Rain poured down, drenching everyone on the sidewalk and sending people

her hair

lost as she felt.

she hurled her bag to the ground. The other people sheltering from the rain glanced at her

Bunch of worthless nobodies!” she

ring of space formed around her, as if an invisible barrier had gone up,

phone. “Come pick

attitude even worse, yet not five minutes later, a luxury car rolled up to

stepped out with an umbrella, opened the door, and waited for

in.

flicked her hair at the onlookers and gave a haughty snort, as if that alone could piece