A Fake Heiress’s Guide to Love and Power novel Chapter 49

Before Zachary could say a word, Alessia landed a quick kick to Pierce’s shin. It wasn’t hard, but the message was clear: back off.

Pierce looked wounded, though he hadn’t really said anything wrong. Besides, the rivalry between them and Crestview High was old news–trading jabs when they crossed paths was practically tradition. He couldn’t even go buy breakfast without getting mocked by someone from Crestview.

Annoyed but unable to protest, Pierce sulked in silence, his face full of complaint.

“This is my second brother,” Alessia announced.

Pierce’s eyes went wide as he glanced between the two of them. “Wait… so it’s

true?”

Alessia ignored him and turned to Zachary instead. “I’m heading in.”

“Alright, I’ll wait for you at the gate after school. No rush–take your time,” Zachary replied.

She nodded and shot Pierce a look, then the two of them made their way toward the school. The crowd dispersed; the morning buzz faded as everyone drifted back

to their routines.

As soon as they stepped onto campus, Pierce couldn’t hold it in any longer.

“So that whole family reunion thing was real?”

“You got an invitation too?”

“Not exactly. I just happened to spot a stack of invitations when the butler was sorting them yesterday. But I don’t even know Ileana–I figured it must be some distant branch of the Tate family from the middle of nowhere, so I didn’t bother. When I saw everyone chatting about it online this morning, I wanted to ask you–what’s going on?”

“What do you think?” Alessia grinned, not a hint of sadness on her face. “The real deal’s back. Time for the imposter to step aside.”

“Hey, that’s not-”

“Alessia–no, wait, Alessia!” A girl came striding over, cutting Pierce off mid–sentence.

Alessia waved in greeting. “News travels fast, huh?”

13:50

“In this crowd? One family sneezes, and the whole town catches a cold. Penny Sullivan bumped fists with her. “Don’t forget to give me that dress after school.

“I’m being kicked out and you’re still worried about clothes?” Alessia looked exasperated. “Since when were you this obsessed with money?”

Penny gave her a look that said, You can’t be serious.

“So you’re not staying with the Tates–big deal. It’s not like you’re starving. Besides, isn’t now the time to make some cash? The money you get selling your stuff goes straight into your pocket. Should I pity you? Please, pity me instead, you crafty fox.” Pierce, listening in, couldn’t help but laugh. Penny shot him a glare, and he zipped his lips in a hurry.

“Alright, alright. I knew you’d ask, so I set aside one just like it. I’ll leave it in your locker later.”

“Did you look at the design sketches I sent?”

“The modern cheongsam–style dress is nice. I’ll send you my notes on the other designs tonight.”

Penny nodded and left without another word, slipping away as if they were just classmates who barely knew each other and had exchanged greetings out of

necessity.

Pierce smirked. “So you two are just ‘dead to each other‘ kind of friends, huh?”

Alessia rolled her eyes. “With English like that, you think diplomat?”

you could

pass

for a

Pierce tossed his red hair with mock swagger. “International level, baby.”

She burst out laughing and clapped him on the shoulder. “Come on. I’m not risking a tardy slip for your sake.”

“By the way, I heard the Mortons moved away after they went bankrupt―owed a bunch of money, not doing so well. Are you okay living there? Cole’s really letting you rough it? If you don’t want to take Cole’s help, you can crash at my place. I’ll even hire you a housekeeper and a driver. Trust me, life would be way sweeter than at the Tates or the Mortons.”

Chapter 50