“Little girl, you'd do well to watch that sharp tongue of yours.”
“I'm letting you nyour price-that’s already showing you srespect. If | called Karen in here right now,
she’d crunning.” Knowing Alessia wouldn't be easy to pressure, Hamilton brought up Karen as leverage.
Alessia’s eyes turned cold, her smile curving downward.
“And if | refuse to sign?”
“A dying lion still bites harder than a healthy dog. If | let the press know about this, what do you think the
headlines will say?”
“Quite the schemer, aren’t you?” Alessia let out a bitter laugh and gave a mocking round of applause.
“Young people should learn to take the easy way out. Don’t push your luck.”
Alessia set her glass down. “Shfor you-I'm allergic to alcohol. There's no drink I'd accept.”
“As for public opinion? Go ahead, stir the pot if you want. The PR team at A&C Entertainment is worth every
penny, and let's not pretend the Quincy family hasn't pulled more than a few strings to build up that ‘artist’ of
yours. Needto list every backdoor deal and let the public decide?”
Hamilton's face darkened, clearly caught off guard by how much Alessia knew.
He clapped his hands, and soon the butler appeared, carrying several rolled canvases. The servants unfurled
them, holding up the paintings for display.
Alessia glanced at them, a sneer tugging at her lips.
“Tammie started art school in Paris when she was five, studied for five years. Even Ivan, who barely spoke a word
as a child, got in-so why wouldn't Tammie? Her work’s been guided by the best tutors money can buy, sof
the most renowned art teachers in Europe. She's certainly a cut above your little brother, who never even took a
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“So what?” Alessia kept smiling, though her voice grew icy. Hamilton was still gazing at the paintings, lost in
admiration, oblivious to the shift in her mood.
“Even if the Morton family had a miracle comeback, they'd never outshine the Quincys. We're ready to welcome
you back into the family, make you Tammie’s sister-fame, fortune, the works. Doesn't sound like a bad deal,
does it?”
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Hamilton finally turned to her, face serene, but his calculations were written all over it, as if Alessia should be
grateful for all his ‘generosity.
“Fand fortune?” Alessia’s eyes lowered, her smile growing sharper.
A moment later, she stood up.
“Let’s not even talk about Ivan-he’s doing just fine. But even his absent-minded sketches have more life than
these so-called masterpieces your experts churned
out.”
Hamilton's repeated jabs at Ivan had finally crossed the line. If Cole were here, he'd know Alessia had reached
her breaking point.
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She held up three fingers, and Hamilton's face turned a shade paler.
“Third, don’t bother sellingfantasies about the future. I've always been lucky with my bets, and | never miss.
But this-"
Alessia paused, pointing at the paintings, flicking her finger dismissively.
Her contempt was crystal clear; she didn’t need to say more.
“As for the tea, | think I'll pass. And
those paintings? If you really think
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