A False Heiress's Guide to Love and Power

Karen and Brendan were just about to speak when Alessia shook her head at them. She stepped inside, hesitated, then closed the door and walked over to Ileana.

“Is it really okay for Lessie to handle this alone?”

“Lessie must have her reasons. We just need to trust her,” Brendan said, giving her shoulder a reassuring pat.

“I bought a bunch of Lessie’s favorite things to make for dinner. She’s had a rough couple of days–let’s cook up something special to cheer her up.”

Karen nodded, worry etched across her face as she headed to the kitchen. Suddenly, she paused, turned, and caught Brendan’s hand.

“By the way, when did you run into Lessie? I hope I didn’t let her down today,” Karen said, still haunted by the thought of disappointing Alessia earlier.

Brendan smiled, ruffling her hair. Even after decades of marriage, their relationship was as steady and affectionate as ever.

“Don’t worry. When I got home, Lessie was already sitting in the corner, but she seemed completely fine. And we heard everything you said afterward–you did great! Honestly, I never expected you to lay things out like that.”

Relieved, Karen playfully slapped Brendan’s chest.

I couldn’t learn from the past by now, I’d have wasted

to kiss her. “Come on, let’s make something good for

you? They should know what happened

and the two slipped easily into their usual routine–one making phone calls,

already been called.

Ileana faced off on either side

was thick with

something–destroying yourself while dragging everyone

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eyeing Ileana’s pitiful state with a

admiration.

done, she never once looked inward; it was always someone else’s fault. She was the living embodiment of ‘blame

did you tell my parents?” Ileana yelled, clutching the iron gate and shaking it so hard