A False Heiress's Guide to Love and Power

The very next day, Fortune texted Joyce the time and place for the event–along with a sleek, understated dress that matched Joyce’s artistic vibe perfectly.

A girl from the neighboring dorm delivered the package, teasing Joyce before she left. By the time Joyce made it downstairs, Fortune had already vanished.

“Why did you send a dress too?” Joyce messaged him.

“It just seemed like it would suit you.”

“I really can’t accept this. When are you free? I’ll bring it back to you.”

“But…I was hoping you’d wear it when you meet my friends,” Fortune replied, his voice slightly plaintive in the voice message.

Before Joyce could respond, another message came through.

“And honestly, you’re the only person I could give it to. I already cut the tags off, so I can’t return it.”

Joyce sighed, staring at the dress lying quietly in the box next to the elegant, minimalist invitation. She couldn’t help but feel she’d stumbled into a world she didn’t quite belong in.

“Oh, you’re here? If I’d known, I wouldn’t have spent half the day digging for my key.” Alessia pushed open the door, pausing when she saw Joyce. “You’re finished for the day?”

“Yeah.” Alessia dropped her bag and keys on the table before turning to Joyce.

all this? Where

One’s for you,

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listed, just the purpose, venue, and start

it and nodded toward the

Joyce nodded.

taste. It’ll look great on

it…expensive?” Joyce slid the box toward

smiled–a

only have value when someone wears them. If you’re the one who owns it now, own it. Walk in there with your head held high, and let it

envied Alessia’s

about their price. She always put herself first, giving everything she touched a certain flair,,

a thing was, it

real shame wasn’t about me at all, but about all these things that deserved

you to decide what it’s worth,” Alessia said, tapping her finger

day of

from campus, Alessia arranged for a driver