A False Heiress's Guide to Love and Power

Chapter 475

The blood transfusion was finally successful. As the last drop made its way into Alessia’s veins, Cole felt all the tension drain from his body. He slumped into a chair, utterly spent.

Susannah Holt was sitting with her mother in a regular hospital room nearby, while Cole leaned against the corridor wall, eyes closed, trying to steady himself.

In that moment of hesitation from Sheila, he’d already made up his mind that, if necessary, he would force her to give blood. Jail time, scandal, public outrage–none of it mattered to him, as long as Alessia survived.

Thankfully, it hadn’t come to that.

Yet he knew, even if he had crossed that line, Alessia would never have blamed him. If their roles were reversed–if he were the one lying pale and still in a hospital bed–she would have done exactly the same for

him.

After the transfusion, Alessia’s condition finally stabilized. Still, she’d lost so much blood that no one could say for sure when she might wake up.

Members of the Morton family, along with Max, Stella, and others, took turns coming by the hospital each day. They all lived nearby, and it was as if they’d silently agreed on a schedule. They were public figures in their own right, prominent in different circles, so word spread fast. Soon, the hospital halls were crowded with curiosity–seekers, and a few shameless reporters looking to turn Alessia’s tragedy into their next headline.

given them all–didn’t hesitate to take legal action. He filed lawsuits

decisive. Within three days, every gossip rag that tried to

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overnight.

reserved, had finally had enough of the obsessive stalkers. He went live on social media and called them out directly. But he knew how unhinged

both. If not for their pleas–and Cole’s calm reassurance–Xander would have been on the next flight over. Now, every day, Zachary had to report Alessia’s status and endure impromptu quizzes on medical terminology. Still,

Cole was the only man in Alessia’s inner circle, Stella and Queenie made it a point to visit every day. They kept things quiet–no arguments, no drama. In all their years of friendship, this was the first time the three of them sat

week passed. Alessia remained unconscious,

Alessia at risk, Cole arranged for a private jet to take her to the city. He

ready, the group followed Alessia back to The Capital, Hospital policy meant only a few people could stay with her, and Ethan and the others were

sent home

they didn’t want Cole to go home, too–they all knew he wouldn’t leave

and Ivan rushed in with Karen and