A False Heiress's Guide to Love and Power

“How about we grab some bubble tea later? My treat. There’s a new place that opened up–people from the club say it’s really good.” Esme hugged her books as the four of them left class, ready to drop their stuff and head out for a meal.

“I’ll treat you guys to noodles from that place behind campus then. Got paid for my part–time gig, finally.” Mia waved her phone with a grin.

“I… uh, I…”

“You? You’ll just help me keep these two bosses happy,” Alessia nudged Joyce’s arm with a laugh. “We can grab some candied fruit or something for them as a palate cleanser after.”

The four girls chatted and joked, their conversation as ordinary and easy as any group of friends at college.

Then a black car pulled up, and a man in a tailored suit stepped out.

The group stopped short. Alessia recognized him immediately–the Quincy family’s

butler.

“Lessie, who’s that?” Esme whispered. The others eyed him warily.

“Don’t worry,” Alessia replied, stepping away from her friends.

Quincy invites you to Quincy Manor

the old man likes to invite people out of the blue, huh?” Alessia let out a dry chuckle, noticing the curious stares from people around them. “Showing up

summons.”

to see it, Miss Morton.”

with this all at once than keep getting interrupted every other day. Besides, curiosity tugged at her–she wanted to see what

handed her books to Esme. “I’ve got to run an errand.

We’ll eat together next time–the restaurant’s not

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bubble tea

you sure it’s

an hour and have him pick me up at Quincy Manor.” Cole had left his card with their dorm, just in

so that no matter what, she’d have an escape. If the road ahead

it. Take

come to pick up Alessia

as she got in the car, her friends dashed back to the

pulled up. The butler got out and opened her door; she waited, unmoving, until he did. If he was trying to intimidate her, he was