A Fake Heiress’s Guide to Love and Power novel Chapter 490

Chapter 490

According to his desk mate, the whole thing had just been about finding someone to rough him up a little. So, those guys only beat him up and dumped him in the middle of nowhere, saying they just wanted to scare him.

Luckily, his years spent running with the street kids in back alleys hadn’t been for nothing–by sheer grit, he managed to make it back.

Naturally, there was no way he could show up for the track meet after that.

Now, he thought, the little wolf’s definitely going to be furious.

He’d raised her himself, so he knew her temper better than anyone. But this sort of thing? There was no need for her to find out.

If he couldn’t even protect himself, then he might as well let someone else look after her for the time being.

Being the eldest son, Max grew up under the watchful eyes of Scott and Yvonne, groomed to be the family heir. Every step he took had been mapped out in advance.

He had neither the right nor the desire to rebel.

So he quietly used what he’d learned to squirrel away a private fund, build his own company, and slowly grow his influence. Bit by bit, he set himself up to rival Tate Holdings.

He figured, the day he finally swallowed up Tate Holdings would be the day he’d finally

be free.

But someone else managed to break free first–a certain little wolf, always a step

ahead.

People called her a little ingrate, and sure enough, when she found out the truth about her background abroad, she didn’t raise a fuss–she just played around for a while, then left that very day without even telling him.

He wasn’t worried. He didn’t care much about the “true daughter” anyway.

He was a Tate through and through, cold–blooded by birth. He knew exactly what kind of person the real daughter was.

If she kept her head down, the Tates wouldn’t treat her badly.

But she just had to overestimate herself and try to go head–to–head with the little

wolf. The little wolf he’d raised versus some delicate hothouse flower–was there even a comparison?

He didn’t need to lift a finger; the little wolf could handle it all herself.

Everything was going fine, except for those three extra “brothers” suddenly in the picture. They were seriously an eyesore.

She called him “Max” to his face, but when she talked to the three “bonus brothers,” it was always “big brother this” and “big brother that.”

He honestly couldn’t stand to hear another word of it.

He’d rushed over from the family reunion, and the little wolf couldn’t even be bothered to let him in the door.

And yet… it didn’t really feel like they were drifting apart the way he’d feared.

He had to admit, the Mortons were good people–almost too kind, and that might just be their fatal flaw.

Sometimes, Max would think darkly, maybe it was a good thing Alessia had been switched at birth. Otherwise, the Mortons might have spoiled her rotten.

And yet, at other times, he’d wonder, if she hadn’t been switched, maybe she really would have grown up a pampered little princess.

But life doesn’t do what–ifs. Everything had been decided long ago.

This was good, too. Surrounded by so much love, Alessia was slowly shedding some of the Tate family’s coldness, and learning how to be warm.

When the news came that there’d been an earthquake at the village where Alessia was teaching, Max dropped everything and flew out immediately.

He forced himself not to think of the worst. In moments like this, even Cole–the guy he’d never really liked–suddenly didn’t seem so bad.

Thankfully, it all turned out okay.

That little wolf–she’d never let him stop worrying since the day she was born.

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