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A False Heiress's Guide to Love and Power

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Chapter 218

Dawson, the butler, stood silently outside the bedroom door and closed it gently, shutting out every sound from

inside.

“What's wrong, Dawson?” York asked.

Dawson raised a finger to his lips in a hush gesture, glancing at the tightly locked door. York took one last look,

then led Rex away.

Inside, the air was thick with tension.

Scott's voice was cold and sharp. “I can’t believe I, of all people, could make such a mistake-bringing you back,

when you turned out to be so utterly useless!”

If he hadn't worried that a messy public reunion would tank the company’s stock, and if Ileana hadn't always

seemed more pliable and easy to manage than Alessia, with a temperament better suited for a marriage

alliance-he never would have thrown away a real diamond in exchange for a cheap imitation.

“Tomorrow-no, tonight! Tonight you'll pack your things and get on the first plane out of the country. | don’t want

to see you again until you're old enough for the marriage we arranged. That's all you're good for-your greatest

contribution to the Tate family. If you care about keeping any of this luxury, you'll do exactly as you're told.

Alessia isn’t even a Tate anymore and she’s still thriving. If you think you can do better, go ahead and try.”

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Illeana wanted to protest-she didn’t want to be sent abroad. She barely spoke a word of any other language, and

with her swollen, aching cheek, she couldn't even argue back. Not that she dared to.

Today had made one thing painfully clear: if she ever lost the Tate name, her life would fall apart.

If that was the case, maybe going overseas wasn’t so bad. At least there, she could still hold her head high as

Miss Tate, without anyone controlling her.

Having made up her mind, Ileana didn’t resist Scott's orders. That very night, she left for a foreign country.

Unlike the grand estate where Max and York lived, her new hwas just a modest house in a suburban

neighborhood-nothing close to the Tate family’s mansion.

still, Sp

Scott hadn't been entirely heartless; he’d arranged for a butler and two maids.

She arrived with a mask and hat, covering her face as best she could, terrified someone might see what she'd

been through. The front door was locked tight. She

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rang the bell over and over, but no one answered, Even her calls to the house’s butler went unanswered.

Frustrated and exhausted, all she could do was keep pressing the buzzer.

She was too tired to even curse under her breath. Dawn was breaking, and all she wanted was a bed.

After half an hour, the door finally opened. A white-haired, blue-eyed butler in a crisp tailcoat stood in the

doorway.

He didn’t apologize or even reach for her luggage. Annoyed, Illeana shoved her suitcase in his direction, making

her expectations clear.

The butler simply stepped back, hands clasped behind his back, his point equally obvious.

“What's the meaning of this?” Illeana snapped, but the pain in her jaw forced her to shut her mouth, and she

could only glare in frustration.

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A heavy thumping sound caught her attention. Ileana looked up, eyes widening in shock.

A basketball was rolling slowly into the corner.

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