A False Heiress's Guide to Love and Power

You could tell at a glance–these were kids from wealthy families. They looked polished, accomplished, and even knew how to behave themselves, which was a rare sight these days and definitely not what you usually see on TV.

“Lessie, you and Cole should head back and get some rest. I’ll go with my brother to sort this out.” Zachary came over, ruffling Alessia’s hair with a gentle, protective touch.

“I’m fine, really.” Alessia realized Zachary had misunderstood, but it was hard to explain in front of everyone.

“Alright, then later I’ll get you a little cake and drop it off outside your dorm.”

Seeing the situation, Alessia just let it go. She figured she’d explain later when things had calmed down.

“Call me when you’re done with the recording, okay?”

“Got it.”

“Cole, I’m counting on you to look after Lessie,” Ethan added, and Cole nodded in agreement.

The police officer led the way, with Ethan and Zachary following close behind. Carlson shot his little brother a glare that said he’d had enough, then pushed Chester along after the others.

Suddenly, a sharp cry broke the tension. “Ah!” Queenie’s voice made everyone look her way. A phone lay on the ground, screen–side up, the glass spiderwebbed with cracks. The woman standing next to it stared at her husband, wide–eyed with panic.

She backed

voice tinged with regret. “The screen’s shattered. I didn’t even have a screen

a screen. Shouldn’t cost more than a couple hundred to replace. I’ll pay for it,” the woman said, already reaching into

Queenie straightened up, her tone calm but cool. “This is a custom

thousand? Are you kidding me? Besides, you were the one who

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stopped rummaging for cash.

to get shipped back to the original manufacturer. I’ll even cover the international shipping myself. Just settle the repair bill, or do you want me to send the

hurried to his wife’s side. “What did you do

girl would step out like that?”

already?” Carlson pressed a hand

pay. Just send the invoice to this address and I’ll have someone handle it, alright?”

she’s the one who knocked

push your luck. We’re offering to pay–how do we know you’re not running a

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