A False Heiress's Guide to Love and Power

Chapter 402

So much for being tough, he thought. Turns out all it took was a gentle shove to send him sprawling–and now he’s managed to steal everyone’s sympathy,

He stood there, jaw clenched, trying to look defiant. But when he caught sight of York curled up on the ground, a flicker of satisfaction crossed his

face.

“Serves you right! That’s what happens when you mess with me!” he declared, hands on his hips, triumphant and unrepentant. The bravado only earned him jeers from the other kids, and even the parents sitting in the bleachers frowned, quietly wondering whose child he was.

Alessia and her friends rushed down from the stands. Ivan Morton, with

Zane’s help, broke free from the teacher trying to hold him back and sprinted toward York.

“York!” Ivan’s voice trembled with worry.

“Are you okay?” Ivan hovered, eyes darting over York’s bruises and scrapes, not even sure where to begin.

York’s face was a mess of pain and frustration, but he managed to wave his hand as if to say he was fine. He even tried for a smile, though it twisted into a grimace that only made things worse.

The medic arrived next, kneeling and carefully examining York’s injuries.

Two fresh cuts marred York’s handsome face, and his arms and legs were scraped raw. Worst of all was his ankle–swollen, discolored, and clearly out of place.

said after a quick assessment, already cleaning the worst of

darkening even more. She crouched next to York, gently

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medic asked, startled by Alessia’s hands–on

medic might try to chase them

Dawson.”

The medic was skeptical. Dawson was a legend in the medical world, though everyone only knew of his one university–age protégé and he was

nodded earnestly, quietly explaining as he glanced at

he?” Alessia finished her inspection,

looked at York.

his head, silent, his

her lips together, ruffling his hair in a

gesture.

choked out, his

mixed with shame.

her words ringing with conviction. “You

face. Ivan squeezed his

not even when he was really hurt. He’d always pick himself up, laugh it off, and crack a joke about being clumsy. But now, the tears