A False Heiress's Guide to Love and Power

Alessia didn’t take the menu. Instead, she simply told the waiter, “The usual,

please.”

Catching on, the two men handed their menus back and ordered a few extra dishes. As luck would have it, they ended up naming the exact same items.

Five dishes in a row matched perfectly, which made Bacchus chuckle.

“Just add those five to the order. That’s enough,” Alessia said, resisting the urge to pinch the bridge of her nose and bringing the chaotic ordering to a close.

“How’s the merger coming along?”

“Just about done. We’re tying up the last details.”

“And York?”

“He’s eating, drinking, and living it up–more comfortable than anyone else.”

Alessia laughed softly, as if picturing York’s smug face.

“By the way, Alessia, what’s your relationship with the Quincy family?” Bacchus’s question made Alessia pause.

“They’ve been in touch with you?”

my grandfather. I happened to be home grabbing something and overheard them. They mentioned your grandfather too–it was pretty clear they wanted to pull some strings to get their grandson into the school. Shame about those paintings, though… not much

your grandfather

the food began to

are and just laughed it off–smoothed

a recommendation letter.

it. I’ll let

other two at the table had started drinking. One glass

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the drinks?” Alessia

each other in perfect unison. “Let them be,” Bacchus grinned,

suppressed a sigh and ignored the childish antics, focusing on her

Luckily, both could hold their liquor–if you didn’t know them well, you’d hardly guess they’d

give you all a ride?” Bacchus asked, steadying

as soon as she turned of age,

toward the car. But suddenly, Max

still a bit dazed, instinctively stepped in front

hand on Cole’s face and pushed him out of the way. Cole bared his teeth, ready to retaliate, but Alessia caught his arm and