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.

both ready, we

one boy by each hand, walking them out the door. One was lively, the other quiet, but together they made a

to keep an eye

He gripped Ivan’s

was about to call and ask where you’d gotten to.” Eddie spotted them and walked over, accompanied by a tall,

is Dale Reeves–the renowned abstract artist. He’ll

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

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this is Ivan–the artist behind the painting

man, his thick beard nearly covering his face, and the energy radiating from him was

Ivan murmured, a bit shy, stepping back

he’s a bit shy around strangers,” York explained smoothly in flawless French. “No worries. I just wanted to tell him–his use of line and color is extraordinary. 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 portfolio that was sent to me–oh, I apologize for ever doubting

tumbled out. But York

translated everything to Ivan.

small smile touching her lips, and reached out to pat York gently

remarkable, but not surprising. The Tate family had always prioritized education, and at Berlington Elementary, students‘ courses were tailored