We will always try to update and open chapters as soon as possible every day. Thank you very much, readers, for always following the website!

A False Heiress's Guide to Love and Power

Chapter 484
  • Background
    Font family
    Font size
    Line hieght
    Full frame
    No line breaks
  • Next Chapter

Chapter 484

The piece of paper was a little wrinkled, but it had been folded neatly-a sign that whoever prepared it was

meticulous and earnest.

“What's this?” Alessia took it, curiosity flickering in her eyes.

“Susannah Holt askedto give it to you.”

She unfolded the note. The entire page was covered with her own name, written over and over in careful, even

script. Each letter was pressed just enough to leave a faint indentation, the kind that showed real effort.

“Did she say anything else?” Alessia asked, her voice gentle as she kept her gaze on the page.

“She toldto wish you a good recovery, and that she'll work hard in school, becsomeone remarkable,

and cfind you one day.”

Alessia nodded quietly. She reached for a book on her nightstand and tucked the note carefully inside. Since

being admitted, her friends and family had refused to let her work, and they never discussed business in front of

her. With little else to do, she passed the treading.

Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt

“Susannah’s mom has a rare blood type-she donated blood for your surgery. | gave them three million dollars

and promised not to treat them like a backup blood bank,” Cole explained.

Alessia nodded again, understanding the unspoken reassurance in his words.

“Could you helpfind out where Mia is? Once I'm discharged, I'd like to visit her.”

“Of course.”

“For now, just rest. You still need tto recover.”

Obediently, Alessia agreed. The medication soon pulled her into a deep sleep.

She ended up spending nearly two weeks in the hospital. After one last check-up, Alessia was finally cleared to

go home. Apart from her arm, which would still need scare, she was mostly healed.

But there was no welcome-hparty waiting for her at the door-instead, she was met with an endless parade

of hearty homemade stews.

York moved in under the pretense of taking care of Alessia, and he quickly made

1/2

10:41

Chupa ARA

himself at hin the Morton family house. Ivan didn’t mind at all; aside from their occasional playful rivalry for

Alessia’s attention, the two got along surprisingly well.

The Morton brothers were all back to their usual routines. One interesting development: after that phone call on

the reality show, several brands wanted both brothers to appear together, even offering to write them custom

scripts for future

appearances.

Liam, overwhelmed by the attention, declined, insisting he wanted to focus on his music. Tristan, on the other

hand, seemed to thoroughly enjoy the situation. He was a natural at playing along with these “buddy”

storylines-he’d even started casually showing off online, dropping hints about Liam cooking for him or

accidentally including Liam's face in his livestreams. He was having a blast, even if Liam was the only one who

seemed to suffer,

Ethan and Zachary remained as low-key as ever, though their talents hardly allowed them to fade into the

background. Ethan had already becthe lead partner at his law firm; Xander had gradually handed over the

medical practice to him and Six, now spending his days in the garden with music and pastries.

Without realizing it, everyone had found their place, growing into their own responsibilities. Alessia, however,

suddenly found herself with nothing to do.

With Vera and Joyce running the company perfectly well, there was nothing pressing at work. Whenever a new

product was launched, she'd hear about it only after her brothers had already brought samples home. The

Mortons, meanwhile, took turns inventing new ways to spoil her, making sure she had everything she needed to

recover.

Max started dropping by more often, and on slow afternoons, her girlfriends would show up for tea, laughter

filling the house.

It seemed that everyone had finally moved on from that terrible ordeal. Life, at last, was returning to normal.

But Alessia knew: speople would never leave the past behind.

On a bright, cloudless day, Cole drove Alessia out to a quiet cemetery. As they arrived, she noticed a couple

standing by a headstone, preparing to leave.

10.41 N