A False Heiress's Guide to Love and Power

“Well, thank you in advance, Uncle.” Alessia accepted graciously, not bothering with false modesty.

“Good, good. And you know, I’ll be waiting for your wedding with Cole, too–I expect an invitation.” Xavier clapped Alessia on the shoulder, his eyes warm with approval.

Alessia nodded. “Of course.” She didn’t say more.

Just then, Queenie came down the stairs, calling out, “Lessie! Uncle

Xavier.”

“Hey! How’s Stella doing up there?” Xavier asked.

“She’s whining about being hungry, so I came down to grab her something to eat.” Queenie’s eyes sparkled with amusement.

“She’s getting married tomorrow and still acting like a kid,” Xavier teased, though he was already reaching for a plate of pastries on the table.

“Let her snack on these for now. I’ll go check what else we’ve got in the

kitchen.”

“Alright.”

to double–check the

linked arms and

did you get here?”

hour before

give her

it. Dragged me into about a hundred photo ops. She’s on cloud nine, but the rest of

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widened. There was something infectious about a good

and happiness, what’s a

is in the middle of nowhere–public transport sucks, and there’s nothing to do. Why

happened to get the slot–and honestly, I’m curious. Who knows? Maybe I’ll find some

Alessia’s cheek, shaking her head. “You’re networking

back, looking as innocent

Stella’s room and pushed

You’re here!” Stella’s eyes lit up as soon as she saw them. She made a beeline for the pastries in Queenie’s hand, tearing

starve!” Stella collapsed back into her chair. Behind her, the makeup artist tried–and failed–to

hungrier–you’ll barely get a bite all day.” Alessia teased,