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A False Heiress's Guide to Love and Power

Chapter 190
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Aren't you here to talk about how | dislocated Ileana’s shoulder?

“Silly girl, of course that’s what we're here for!” Karen gave her a look that clearly said, “How can you be so

sharp most days and so clueless right now?*

“What if she goes and gets a doctor's report and tries to press charges? We need to be ready just in case. Your

college entrance exams are coming up next year, you can’t afford trouble now. | get you acted on impulse, but

you did the right thing. Don’t worry if it comes to it, I'd sell everything | own to protect you.”

Alessia couldn't help but laugh and cry at the stime, but she quickly reached for Zachary’s phone.

“Relax. | already set her shoulder back in place. She can’t do a thing to me.”

“Really?” Both of them looked skeptical.

“Really! Don’t worry.” Alessia ended the call before it connected and handed the phone back to Zachary.

“Well, that’s a relief. As long as you're alright.” Karen finally let out a long breath, and Zachary gave Alessia an

approving pat on the shoulder.

“Mae, no matter what, | raised her for seventeen years. If she turned out like this... well, I'm truly sorry. How's

your hand?”

Karen's face was full of guilt. She might have given up hope on Ileana, but after all, she had raised the girl

herself and couldn't deny sresponsibility for her character.

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“Oh, don’t worry about me, Karen. I've always been a little rough around the edges. Give it a few days and I'll be

fine. Back when | was younger, this would've just been

a scratch.”

“Now, now, don’t call‘ma’am’-that makesfeel ancient. Just callKaren, please. Lessie’s toldso

much about you-said you're a real lifesaver around the house. Once you've recovered, you have to cby and

show us your skills. With you here, | can finally relax.”

“Are you busy now? If not, would you like to try sof my cooking?”

They chatted as they headed upstairs, leaving Alessia behind, still a little dazed, a Zachary smiling as he

watched them go. In the corner, three kids huddled together, nibbling on pastries.

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You're not going to scoldfor hurting Ileana Alessia had braced he lecture, only to be completely thrown off.

“Why would we?” Zachary ruffled her hair with a grin.

“You didn’t do anything wrong. She did. And besides, who's family here? We are. You really think we'd take

someone else’s side over yours?”

Alessia didn’t answer, but a small smile tugged at her lips.

Zachary grinned wider and ruffled her hair again, full of brotherly affection.

“I'm going upstairs to see if they need any help. Dad’s up there too. Can | leave the three little troublemakers to

you?”

Alessia nodded, waiting until Zachary had disappeared upstairs before joining the kids at their table.

“Hi, Alessia,” Zane greeted her sweetly, earning a tic “ugh” from York.

Alessia pinched Zane'’s cheek and smiled at him.

Zane blushed and leaned toward Ivan. “Your sister's so pretty-way prettier than that girl next door.”

Ivan nodded. He had no idea who “the girl next door” was, but he knew Alessia was pretty.

The two boys quickly becfriends,

while York watched from the side,

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old ones. No loyalty. Who was it that

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Ivan, thinking York just really liked the cake, silently pushed his own plate over.

York looked at him. Ivan just smiled quietly, saying nothing, and all of York’s grumpiness melted away.

“You eat it. I'm full.” He tried to sound

tough, but with vans gendié tas

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