A False Heiress's Guide to Love and Power

Everyone huddled in their own corners, preoccupied with their separate business.

Meanwhile, when Hamilton arrived at the Tate residence, he was quite literally turned away at the door. At least Max and Alessia had been admitted inside, but Hamilton didn’t even make it past the front gate.

“Mr. Quincy, I’m afraid Mr. Tate is at the office and not at home right now. I’m sorry, but I can’t let you in. If it’s urgent, you can schedule an appointment at the company’s front desk in advance.”

Watching Butler Dawson dismiss him from behind the iron railings, Hamilton felt as if the man was mocking him. Yet, frustratingly, he couldn’t find any fault with Dawson’s words or manner.

Grinding his teeth, Hamilton slammed the car door shut with a loud bang, his face twisted with resentment.

The worst part was–he’d brought this on himself. No matter how much it infuriated him, he could only swallow his bitterness.

“Sir, what shall we do now?” his driver ventured cautiously.

“We’re going to Tate Holdings,” Hamilton snapped.

If that document got out, the Quincy family would be in for a world of trouble! The thought of his precious grandson Tammie flashed through his mind. As much as he doted on the boy, Hamilton’s fingers itched with anger at the whole situation.

After circling around, they finally arrived at Max’s company. Watching employees streaming in and out of the glass doors, Hamilton felt his pride shrivel–he’d never been so humiliated.

choosing the privacy of the Tate home, Max had deliberately orchestrated this scene in public, letting everyone witness Hamilton’s

realizing that nobody around him

paying the slightest attention.

his shoulders and marched toward the elevators, but

it?” she

briefed the

I am? You dare to block my way?” Clutching his cane, he felt as though the whole lobby

replied with a professional smile, her tone

at the moment. I’ll have to ask you to

Making his elders wait out here like this?” Hamilton’s cane tapped

this morning, but you seemed to be busy. He also said that if you didn’t want to

smile never wavered, unruffled

he was out of options. With a cold snort, he sat down in the waiting

Hamilton’s face darkened, and he shifted in his seat, as

Hamilton had felt that morning, the more bitterly he

informed Max that Hamilton had arrived. Max merely

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