A False Heiress's Guide to Love and Power

Chapter 401

When York Tate spotted him, Tammie Quincy happened to glance over at the same moment. Their eyes met–sparks flew in the air.

York smirked. He almost flipped Tammie the finger, but Alessia Morton’s words echoed in his mind. He held himself back, feeling a little deflated, and looked away with a disinterested shrug before stretching out his arms and legs.

Some people just couldn’t help themselves–they always had to stir up

trouble.

“Don’t go thinking you’re all that just because your team took the relay,” Tammie sneered, swaggering up to York for all to see. “Without your lead runner, you’re nothing special.”

“Yeah? At least we’ve got someone we can count on,” York shot back, unable to hide his disdain. “Unlike you guys—losing by nearly half a lap and still shameless enough to make excuses.”

York had never liked Tammie, and he certainly wasn’t about to let him walk all over him now. If someone came looking for a fight, they couldn’t blame York for giving them one.

Letting Tammie walk away feeling smug would have been York’s own failing.

“Some people can barely make it through a hundred meters without falling apart,” York taunted, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “Just don’t start whining about being tired when you lose.”

“Yeah, and I’d be worried if someone can’t even keep up with the slowest runner on the track. What excuse do you have then?” Max chimed in, standing nearby.

Growing up with Max and Alessia, York had learned a thing or two about the art of verbal sparring. He might not have surpassed his mentors, but he certainly held his own.

1/3

11:00

Chapter 401

name, and Tammie stormed off, but not before tossing a parting shot over

come crying

talking

followed the teacher to get his number.

Tammie.

out there,” Tammie sniped, voice laced with mock sweetness.

and looked straight ahead. The cocky grin melted away, replaced

he’d been shot out

tore

neck–and–neck–the best their school had to offer, neither willing to

where Tammie was; all he saw was the finish line, and he was determined

first.

the finish line looming, he panicked, stretching out a hand, but York was just out of

him, York poured on every ounce of speed. He was so close–one last burst and victory would

Tammie shoved him from behind. York tumbled

213