The Billionaire's Heirs: A Hilton Cove Tale

through the lace-curtained window

ers danced across the delicate fabric, stitching together a masterpiece of silk and lace. Each tiny

ng shop in all of the lower side. Lower dwellers were

he governor also just happened to be one of maa's many patrons, and she always had a way of getting what she wanted from the opposite gender. She somehow managed to snag the exclusive righ

continue under Maa's ownership. In retaliation to maa's act, the poorer low dwellers decided to boycott her shop,

rectly beneath the high dwellers as their servants and their maids.

comforts of their home. Maa included. So today, it was just me in the shop. Lana, a girl who helped out sometimes had to leave early because her

tranquility in the shop were like a stolen treasu

oden floorboards created a comforting rhythm. It was a serenity that I cherished, allowing me to

. Well she more like, locked me in a room with a book about tailoring and withheld food from me, until I

beneath my fingers. The scratch of the pencil against my note

ow much on how to start a business, and so I had hoped to go to business school when

it was crazy expensive. So expensive no ordinary low dweller could afford. And even if in a one

ee I was interested in. It's unimaginable how people could settle for life her

o much for solitude. I fixed a carefully practiced smile on my face, and looked up from my work, expecting it to

e out!" The voice was unmistakably that of Jenna, an upper lower dweller

direction at all," Gloria scoffs, turning to give me an

s!" Jenna huff

had he been a Smith I would've been inclined to bel

nded Hilton cove high. They, like maa and hundred others had the dreams and ambitions of marrying into the high side

the smith's despite being high dwellers were at the bottom rung of their hierarchy. Their lineage was all they had to them, or else they'd be no different the families of

power. Among Hilton Cove's top eight influential families, t

convinced they had a "moment". Which I found highly improbable. Even amongst the high dwell

rned her nose at her friends before turnin

my smile in place despite their anima

d them, my voice warm and friendly.

as if sharing an inside joke. Jenna leaned in slig

he most exquisite fabrics for a special

and out at the upcoming gala event. Do you have an

if you have any preferences, I can s

s, a subtle shift occurring in the conversation. While they were genuine

tive one, couldn't help

e carrying a hint of challenge, a

of someone like the Eldest young master Brassard." Tiffy and Jen

I interjected, trying to steer

or's daughter. There's

" Tiffy pipes, her gaze roaming across my features

atively replied, unsure wh

ts out in laughter, "oh how

gns on the eldest young master Brass

se not, Tiffy. That's preposterous. I'm not interested

just having a bit of fun. But you know, str

ows what fate has in store for you, Lillian

eturn to our original topic – fashion and design. "Your skirt is almos

! I can't wait to see it finished. You always work wonders with fabric." Gloria and Jenna nodd

he details of their clothing choices. Phew, dodged a bullet with that one. I can'

o my darn best to avoid them come school resumption. I did not want any drama, and nothing good wo