A False Heiress's Guide to Love and Power

“I’ll go call security.” Queenie could tell at a glance that chaos was unfolding inside. “Alright, I’ll head over first.”

“Be careful, okay?” Queenie sounded uneasy.

“Don’t worry.” Alessia gave her shoulder a reassuring squeeze, then took off in the direction the reporters had gone. Queenie didn’t waste a moment either–she hurried to the front desk to find help.

By the time Alessia got there, a crowd had already formed a tight circle. Camera flashes popped left and right, making her eyes sting. Along with the reporters, patients had come out to gawk, clogging the hallway so thoroughly that no one could get through.

A few nurses tried to keep order, but it was useless; they couldn’t even get close to the center of the commotion.

Alessia didn’t hesitate. Relying on her agility, she wove through the mob, squeezing her way forward.

“I’ve said it already–if I hadn’t performed CPR at that moment, your mother wouldn’t have survived! Elderly bones are more fragile than young ones. In that situation, saving a life was all that mattered!” Zachary’s voice was patient but weary as he explained, yet again, to a plainly dressed couple in front of him.

“I don’t care about any of that!” the man shot back, jabbing a finger at Zachary, spit flying with each word. “You broke her ribs, so you’re paying for her medical bills–and for pain and suffering, and lost wages, and a caregiver too. Don’t think you’re getting away with any of it!”

Zachary frowned and instinctively took a step back.

meant he was trying to escape. “Unbelievable! You hurt my mother and now you want to run? My

the floor and let out

the spot, his face tight with frustration, at

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kept crying, and the crowd was

together, watching the scene in

when Alessia stepped

twisted in pain

one firm push, Alessia sent him staggering

on the floor with

over to help her husband up. “Honey, are you alright?

the woman, seeing his distress, burst

that? Someone call the police! She hit