A Fake Heiress’s Guide to Love and Power novel Chapter 272

Chapter 272

“You know the Tate family is about to go under, right? That’s thanks to you–always chasing after every half–baked scheme that comes your way.” Max’s voice was cool, deflecting the attention away from Alessia without missing a beat.

“You–! So you think you’ve grown up now? Got the nerve to question your old man?” Scott’s temper flared, his hand shooting up for another slap.

This time, Max didn’t just stand there and take it. He caught Scott’s hand midair and shoved it away.

“So that’s it? All this because you’re angry I arranged your marriage?” Scott’s face twisted with rage when his slap didn’t land, but he quickly collected himself, voice

cold.

“Let me tell you something. Don’t think that just because you’ve spent a few years in the West, you’re invincible. Who gave you everything you have–every meal, every suit, the roof over your head? You think being called ‘young master‘ by a few people makes you special?”

He let out a sharp, dismissive laugh.

“When the Tate family goes bankrupt, everyone will trample all over you. You were born into this family, you’ve enjoyed all its wealth–so it’s your duty to make sacrifices for our prosperity. It’s just a marriage. You’re a man–why bother with all this sentimental nonsense?”

He paused, his tone smoothing out,

“Whether it’s you, Ileana, or even York–none of you got to choose your own partners. In families like ours, marriage is never about love. It’s about finding the right match for the family’s future. It’s always been that way.”

Max said nothing. Scott patted his shoulder, as if everything was settled. “Listen. Call the Winstons and apologize now. Tomorrow, take the gifts I’ve had my assistant prepare and pay them a visit. No matter what they say, you apologize and admit you were wrong. Just do it.”

A cold smile flickered across Max’s face. “And what if I don’t?”

“You-!” Scott’s glare could have set the room on fire. He choked on his own anger, unable to get the words out.

“Do you have any idea what happens if the bank doesn’t approve the loan?” Scott growled, grabbing Max by the collar.

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Max let him grab him, unmoved, his face unreadable.

Scott’s frustration boiled over, but seeing Max’s empty stare, something shifted. He suddenly looked more agitated than angry.

“I don’t care how you do it. Just get that loan approved!”

He shoved Max away, stormed out, and didn’t even bother to stay in the house.

Max didn’t care where Scott went. He tugged at his tie, yanked it off, and headed upstairs.

“Young master.” The new housekeeper spoke in a timid voice.

“Throw it out,” Max said, handing him the tie and walking up the stairs. That’s when he noticed a small head peeking around the landing, a dog sprawled out beside it.

“Planning to sleep out here?”

York made a face, dusting off his clothes as he stood.

“Max, are we going bankrupt?” The little boy’s eyes were wide with confusion.

“Looks like it. What do we do?” Max felt a sudden urge to tease him.

“Go find Alessia,” York replied instantly. Even Rex, the dog, let out a hopeful bark.

“She’d have to want you first,” Max said with a laugh, earning a scowl from York.

“She does want me!”

“You’re awfully confident.” Max ruffled York’s hair, missing the glare thrown at his back as he headed into his room.

“She totally wants me,” York muttered, fussing with his hair and glaring at Max’s retreating figure.

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