“But Lance treats me really well. And I’m still young—I don’t know anything about the James family business.”
Cindy’s godmother’s voice turned sharp on the other end of the line. “Cindy, how can you say you can’t do it if you haven’t even tried? Of course Lance is good to you, that’s expected. But he already has a head start. Are you really willing to be left with nothing?”
“You grew up in the countryside. If you’re only the heiress of the James family by name, people are going to laugh at you. You need to live up to the title. Only then will anyone actually respect you.”
Cindy frowned, confused. “But I am the heiress. How do I live up to it?”
Her godmother’s tone softened, more patient now. “You need to control shares in the James Group. Shares are what give you real power in the family. Even if Lance isn’t on your side in the future, you’ll still have a place. You won’t have to depend on anyone else to survive.”
The idea made Cindy’s heart race. She couldn’t deny it—it was tempting. Having real influence in the James family, actually calling the shots, wasn’t something most people could achieve.
“So… what should I do?” she asked quietly.
“It’s not complicated. Didn’t you say the family wants to break off Claire’s engagement and have her ex-fiancé, York, get engaged to you instead?”
“Yeah…” Cindy’s cheeks turned pink just thinking about York’s handsome face. Was she really going to marry someone like him? But then another face flickered through her mind. Someone even more striking than York, with a cold, distant look that made him seem untouchable. He once spent twenty million, just to buy an elder a pillow to sleep on. And that pillow—she’d slept on it before.

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