A False Heiress's Guide to Love and Power

Chapter 460

Chapter 460

The page was covered in the name “Alessia,” written over and over in careful, unsteady script. It was clear each letter had been formed one by one, sometimes oversized, sometimes squeezed too small, all a little crooked-but you could see the earnest effort behind every stroke.

“It still looks a little messy,” Susannah Holt admitted, scratching her head. Alessia smiled, ruffling the girl’s hair, and with Susannah’s permission, picked up the stub of a pencil that was left.

With practiced movements, Alessia wrote out the name again, each line sharp and full of character.

“That looks beautiful.”

Susannah’s eyes shone with admiration. In her mind, Ms. Warren had always had the neatest handwriting of anyone she knew, but even that paled in comparison to the effortless grace of Alessia’s script.

Alessia didn’t say anything. Instead, she broke down the strokes of her name, listing them out one by one in order.

“If you master the basics, you’ll be able to write anything beautifully one day.”

Susannah nodded, her face full of hope. She reached for the pencil, eager to try again, but Alessia shook her head gently.

“It’s late. If children don’t get enough sleep, they won’t grow tall.”

“I won’t? Really?”

solemnly. “I’m a teacher,

And in Susannah’s eyes, Alessia was the perfect, kind

to bed right now.”

Chapter 460

cost her an inch

so fast-you need to dry your hair first. Sleeping with wet

just go sit in the yard for a bit? The night breeze is

to hop out

kind of drying—this kind.” Alessia picked up the

frowned in confusion.

After you wash your hair, you use this, and it

sat outside, waiting for the wind to do the work. She’d only ever seen something similar at Ms. Warren’s

dries

own brush and motioning for Susannah

sit still.

a tangled mess. Alessia worked a little

back tears. The only time she’d seen someone do this was when her mother used to care for her little sister. Her sister would sit on the porch playing with her toys while their mom sat behind her, telling stories

wrong? Did I hurt you?” Alessia had never really looked after a little girl before. When Susannah’s shoulders started to shake, she worried she’d pulled too