“Who do you think you are, compared to Cole? Just the Thorne family? Please, I wouldn’t look twice at you even if you begged–and you’re nothing but a puppet heir with no real authority.”

Alessia’s words were soft and calm, but each one landed like a dagger.

He watched her walk away, swallowing his humiliation as he staggered to his feet. People passing by shot him amused glances, enjoying the spectacle of his very public rejection. Their faces all but said, “Poor guy–struck out, did he?”

Alessia gathered her things upstairs. By the time she headed down, Fortune was already gone.

She couldn’t care less where Fortune had run off to. If he wanted to stir up trouble, well, she was more than happy to play along. Some people always believed they were misunderstood geniuses, never realizing how obviously foolish they’d become.

She climbed into her car. The drive was short–barely half an hour–yet when she arrived, she spotted a familiar figure waiting outside her front door.

Ileana straightened her clothes, but instead of smoothing them, she only made them look more wrinkled and disheveled. She ruffled her hair too, trying to appear as pitiful and fragile as possible.

Only after perfecting her image did she ring the doorbell.

There was no response. Ileana didn’t seem bothered; she took her time, glancing around the house with a critical eye.

never have guessed her family had moved into such a nice home. A satisfied smirk crept onto her lips. Of course she was special–she was destined for better than hardship. Once she got back into the Morton family, she’d be living

“Who is it?”

Quincy’s voice came through the intercom, still gentle and warm, just as it had

eyes filling with tears,

a pause. Karen said

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daughter, Ileana…” Ileana blinked

Karen’s voice was quieter now, tinged with a

back on me! If even you give up on me, I can’t go on–I might as well be dead! Is that what

her resentment, Ileana

a household name, he could easily spare her a little money–she’d be living the high life in no time. All she needed was to

cried even harder, pounding

my life’s been like with the Tates? They hit me, screamed at me, always putting Alessia first! And now, thanks to

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