BuzzNovelTo Illeana, Alessia’s words were nothing short of a summons from hell.
And as if on cue, the shrill wail of a police siren rang out nearby the moment Alessia finished speaking.
Instinctively, Illeana tried to bolt, but Alessia had anticipated her move and grabbed her arm before she could
take a step.
They struggled on opposite sides of the iron fence. Alessia was far stronger-a fact that would have been true
even in lleana’s prime, and now, weakened as she was, she stood no chance of breaking free.
When the police arrived, Alessia simply stepped back and watched. She opened the gate, standing by as Ileana
screamed and cursed, completely losing her
composure. Even the two officers escorting her looked uncomfortable, tightening their grip as they pulled her to
the patrol car.
Alessia, meanwhile, remained as composed as ever, a faint, mocking smile curling at her lips-the sort of smile
that, to Ileana, felt like open ridicule.
“Everything you have should've been mine! You're the real thief here. The Tate family should be mine. The
Morton family, too. It all belongs to me!”
“Well, you'd better call up Max Tate and Ethan, then-if you can even get ahold of them. Goodbye, enjoy your
private suite. You've always liked having things all to yourself, haven't you, princess?”
Alessia waved languidly, her tone light and teasing, expression the picture of innocence. But lleana was so
furious she looked ready to tear Alessia apart on the
spot.
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behind.
With the spectacle over, Alessia arched an eyebrow-clearly unbothered by lleana’s outburst-then went back
inside. She found Karen just hanging up the phone.
“Lessie, are you okay?” Karen looked her over, worry in her eyes.
“Aren’t you going to ask if lleana’s alright?” Alessia replied.
Karen shook her head. “After everything she’s done... If | was still soft-hearted, I'd be no better than a fool. I'd
sooner pack my bags and leave this house.”
“She brought this on herself. No one else to blame. All we can do is focus on living
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our own lives.”
She gave Alessia’s shoulder a comforting squeeze. “I made lemon cake this morning-it’s still warm in the oven.
Have a piece to tide you over until dinner, alright? We'll eat properly when your brothers get home.”
Alessia nodded, and neither of them mentioned Illeana again, as if she'd never set foot in their home.
That evening, Ethan and the others trickled in one after another.
Since Alessia had started school, Ivan sometimes went weeks without seeing her, so when she was home, he
stuck to her like glue. Even at dinner, he dragged his chair right up beside hers, refusing to let her out of his
sight.
School had changed Ivan-having York Tate and Zane around had brightened his spirits. He still didn’t say much,
but he was no longer the withdrawn boy who'd lock himself in his room to draw all day.
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spoint, Eddie's little garden had
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didn't apologize can wait for their day
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