A False Heiress's Guide to Love and Power

For the past hour and a half, Hamilton had all but worn a trench in the lobby carpet. Every half hour, he’d send his butler to the front desk to ask for an update. More than once, he’d nearly stormed out, but the thought of that document kept him tethered in place.

By the time he drained his third glass of water, Hamilton’s patience was well and truly exhausted.

“Does a meeting really have to take this long?” he snapped as the receptionist approached once again.

“I’m terribly sorry for keeping you waiting, Mr. Quincy. Please, follow me.” The receptionist’s professional smile never faltered as she led Hamilton to the elevator.

She pressed the button for his floor and offered him another polite smile as the doors slid shut, only returning to her station once the elevator had whisked him away.

Upstairs, someone was already waiting outside the elevator, ready to show him the way.

Only then did Hamilton’s scowl soften a fraction.

At the office door, the assistant opened it and gestured for Hamilton to enter. His butler tried to follow, but the assistant blocked him with a

raised hand.

“What’s the meaning of this?” Hamilton’s eyes narrowed.

“I’m sorry, but Mr. Tate has requested that only you go in, Mr. Quincy. It is an office, after all–if anything were to go missing, things could get

complicated. I’m sure you understand?”

but the

think my butler would steal

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But when you scheduled the appointment, you only

hand trembled on

right outside, sir,” the butler murmured, bowing his head, sacrificing

he’d handed him the opportunity on a silver platter. The thought made

in a reception office. Max’s actual office was through another set of

is here,”

door.

in,” came

slight smile, held the

floor with a sharp rap as

making you wait. Work’s been madness lately.” Max stood to greet him, his smile polite yet predatory—a

well–tailored suit.

at the three people in the room, making no

even bother pretending to be cordial. She lounged on the sofa,

do you want for the document?” Hamilton didn’t wait for pleasantries, dropping