A False Heiress's Guide to Love and Power

Chapter 330

“Alright.” Ivan’s voice rose a little, sounding genuinely happy.

Alessia smiled, the corners of her lips curling upward. She chatted with him for a few more moments before ending the call.

Saturday arrived. Alessia showed up right on time at the Mortons‘ to pick them up. After stepping inside and greeting Karen, she made her way to Ivan’s bedroom and knocked gently on the door.

To her surprise, it was York who opened it.

“Alessia!” The little guy was practically bouncing with excitement, sporting a jaunty beret that made him look every bit the young artist.

“What brings you here so early?” she asked, amused.

“I’m going to the exhibition too,” he replied, grinning.

“And where’s Ivan?”

“Right here.” Ivan’s voice came from behind York; he looked freshly washed, his hair still a bit damp.

“Here, this is the newest catalog for you.” Ivan blinked in surprise, hugging the glossy booklet to his chest, clearly delighted.

you’re both ready,

door. One was lively, the

bustling with people. To avoid losing the boys in the crowd, Alessia reminded Ivan to keep an eye on York. Even if York did wander off, having Ivan around meant

suggestion but didn’t protest. He gripped Ivan’s hand tightly as they followed close behind

ask where you’d gotten to.” Eddie spotted them and walked over, accompanied

is Dale Reeves–the renowned abstract artist. He’ll be making the final decision in the

to meet you,” Alessia greeted him, offering her hand in the familiar Western way. Dale

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Ivan–the artist behind

your work!” Dale’s enthusiasm was almost overwhelming. He was a large man, his thick beard nearly covering his face, and the

a bit shy, stepping back to half–hide behind

There’s a sense of rebirth in his work; it’s incredibly moving. Hard to believe a child of eight painted this! I saw the

unable to contain his excitement, his words tumbled out. But York didn’t miss a beat; as soon as Dale finished, he leaned

translated everything to Ivan.

watched, a small smile touching her lips, and reached out

knack for languages was remarkable, but not surprising. The Tate family had always prioritized education, and at Berlington Elementary, students‘ courses were tailored to their individual strengths. That York could