A False Heiress's Guide to Love and Power

Yvonne let out a soft chuckle and took the envelope.

“You’ve even included the coins and small bills.”

“I’ve cost the Tate family quite a bit over the years,” she said. “When I left, I promised I’d help if you ever needed me. I meant it.”

She lowered her gaze. “It’s good–clean and final. You really are a Tate through and through. Since you put it that way, I’ll accept it. How’s Penny Sullivan doing?”

Yvonne knew all too well what it was like to grow up unwanted for being a girl, and in Penny, she saw a reflection of her younger self.

“She’s waiting for the right moment to cut ties with the Sullivans.”

Yvonne nodded, satisfied, and didn’t press further. She’d only learned about Penny and Alessia working together when she’d stumbled across one of Penny’s sketches by accident.

She’d chosen not to mention it–not because she cared, but because she was curious to see how far the two would go.

“I heard you know Xander Dawson?”

“I’ll ask Father Benedict to check in on him,” Alessia replied, catching Yvonne’s

meaning.

was polite, almost distant–you’d never guess

“What about Max York?”

in this state now, and there’s no hope for a comeback. I’m planning to liquidate what’s left, take Scott and York to the estate overseas. Max is an adult–it’s up to him whether he wants to come or not. York refuses to leave. He’s been crying, insisting

the sobbing on the phone, Alessia

he really doesn’t want to go,

we ever did,” Yvonne remarked, her voice calm, without a trace

say in anything his whole life–you

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was always your decision. Now he finally has friends here, and though he’s a handful, he’s changing for the better. Why uproot him again? It’d be kinder to let him stay, and

silent for a moment, but Alessia pressed

did what parents are supposed to do. Max and I are grown, and York isn’t some helpless baby. Let

“Alessia!”

down the hall. He broke free

to her feet, and York