A False Heiress's Guide to Love and Power

“Sir.” Butler Dawson spoke quietly, picking up the remote and pressing a button. As the curtains parted, the dim room filled with pale morning light.

“What happened today?” Scott rubbed his temples, pain throbbing behind his eyes.

Butler Dawson lowered his gaze. “Miss Ileana…”

Scott’s frown deepened. “What about her this time? Raleigh called me at the crack of dawn, screaming that I’d saddled him with some drug–addicted tramp-” He broke off, turning a piercing look on Dawson.

The butler nodded silently, confirming everything without another word.

Scott lurched to his feet, only to sway dizzily and collapse back onto the bed. Dawson rushed forward, steadying him and rubbing his back, afraid the outburst might make him pass out.

“Sir, are you alright?”

“My phone–where’s my phone?”

Dawson handed it over from the nightstand. Scott unlocked it. Messages and missed calls flooded the screen, piling up like storm clouds.

“Sir…” Dawson ventured carefully, noticing how Scott’s face had drained of color.

is she?

“She’s in her room.”

that. The biggest mistake I ever made was letting her come back to the Tate family! Ruined–she’s ruined everything!” Scott exploded,

glanced at the shattered phone on the floor and the empty bottles by the bed, letting out a barely audible

was in no

skin ashen, hands trembling so badly she couldn’t click the close

it. Just a second ago, the comments were all condemning Alessia. How had it flipped so fast–now everyone was tearing

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photos… besides Fortune, who were those people? Why wasn’t it Fortune in the pictures? There

phone to call for help, but before she could dial, her bedroom

“Ileana! Explain those photos–now!”

shaking her head wildly. Clutching the back of her chair, her eyes were wide and wild

just stupid?” Scott’s every shout made her flinch, trembling so hard

of this family. Right now.