A False Heiress's Guide to Love and Power

Eddie caught the flash drive with practiced ease, his gaze lingering on Cole’s face for a heartbeat before flicking away. He exchanged a brief glance with Dale

Reeves, who gave a subtle nod. Understanding the cue, Eddie plugged the drive into

his laptop.

There was just one file inside. He opened it. A handful of images appeared, along with three audio recordings.

“How did you manage to get here?” Alessia whispered.

Cole didn’t answer. Instead, he pressed his index finger to her lips, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

Alessia sighed, more amused than annoyed, gently moving his hand away before turning her attention to the stage.

Eddie clicked on the first image–bank transfer records, one after another.

Hamilton’s face drained of color. Others might not recognize the account number, but as the mastermind, he knew it all too well.

going south, Hamilton grabbed Tammie, ready to slip away. But Alessia and Cole were one step ahead, standing directly behind them, wearing identical, harmless–looking smiles that somehow

spine.

rush to get home, Mr. Hamilton? Forgot to turn

venomous

the last image and played the first audio

it was. They just told me to submit Tammie’s painting. There were so many slots, I

gasp rippled through the crowd. All eyes turned on Hamilton. Tammie, sensing

the second and third recordings. The voices differed, but the stories

the whole picture,” Eddie said quietly as he

on his own team would stoop

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wonder, with a sinking feeling, whether any of the previous exhibitions had truly been as fair

slander!” Hamilton took a step forward, desperate. With Dale

“The account that received the transfers can easily be traced. But let’s set that aside. Mr. Quincy seems awfully confident in his granddaughter’s

Hamilton’s heart