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A False Heiress's Guide to Love and Power

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Chapter 279

“Did you pack everything? Admission slip, your ID, pens... Did you bring an extra? Don’t lose it.” Brendan fussed

over them for the eighth tthat morning.

“We've got it all, don’t worry,” the two high school seniors replied, a little exasperated but humoring him

anyway.

“Eat this to keep your energy up. Just relax-your mom and | know you'll do great.” Karen rubbed her hands

together, having avoided making anything too greasy for breakfast, worried their stomachs might rebel and ruin

the day.

For two days straight, Brendan and Karen drove them to school and waited out front to pick them up after each

exam.

Finally, the last day ended.

“Lessie, we're heading out! Happy birthday!” Stella and Queenie made a point of rushing over.

“Thanks, see you tomorrow.” The three had planned for Stella and Queenie to visit Lessie’s family the next day,

but before she could finish her sentence, the girls waved and dashed off.

“What's got them in such a hurry?” Alessia muttered to herself, packing her bag. As she stood up, she ran right

into Cole, who'd clooking for her.

“Lessie, | have to run to the office. Something urgent cup. Happy birthday.” Cole ruffled her hair, his tone

tinged with apology.

“Is it serious?”

“Just slast-minute paperwork. Larkin Yardley wantsto look over it and sign off.”

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Alessia nodded. “Go on, then.”

“I'll make up your birthday present tomorrow.”

She smiled and nodded again. Truthfully, she'd already received plenty of birthday wishes at midnight.

Everyone seemed a little preoccupied, but Alessia didn’t mind. Stella and Queenie both had family celebrations

to attend, and hectic days at the Whitley Group were nothing new.

Clutching her stationery, Alessia made her way out of the exam hall with the crowd.

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To her surprise, it wasn’t the Mortons waiting for her, but Ethan.

“Hey, big brother!” Alessia waved. Ethan spotted her, walked over, took her bag without a word, and gave her

hair a gentle tousle.

“Any plans now that exams are over? Want to go out and celebrate?”

“I haven't thought about it yet, but tomorrow my two friends are coming over to meet Mom and Dad.”

“I heard. Mom and Dad are swamped at the shop-everyone comes in for comfort food after finals. They asked

“I could've walked. It’s not that far.” She paused as they walked down the street. “Aren't we waiting for Zach?”

“He’s old enough to get himself home. I'm not trekking all the way back just for him.”

Alessia glanced over her shoulder, but Ethan gently turned her head forward. “Watch where you're going.”

“Aren’t we stopping by the noodle place?”

“Not today. Mom was worried you'd

get heatstroke, so she made a

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cq fave one before you go out.”

Ethan sounded perfectly casual;

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“I forgot my keys,” Ethan realized, patting his pockets. “Mom called as | left work so | cstraight here.”

“Zach has the spare...” Alessia tried

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“Happy birthday, Lessie!” The shout made her jump. Looking up, she saw everyone except Liam—every member

of the Morton family was there.

Beyond them, birthday balloons hung

from the living room wall. Brendan.

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Today was her eighteenth birthday.

Eighteen years ago to the day, by a twist of fate, she’d becAlessia.

And today, at eighteen, Alessia was celebrating her birthday for the very first time, surrounded by the family

who had given her a home.

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