My brother’s future in-laws looked me up and down at the rehearsal dinner like I didn’t belong there. Then they started bragging about their powerful family name. What they didn’t know was that the estate beneath their feet belonged to me. And one more insult was about to cost them everything…

But Owen asked me to keep that private. Grace’s parents, he warned, were proud people. Sensitive about status. He wanted one peaceful wedding weekend.

So I stayed silent.

Until Grace’s mother, Patricia Alden, decided my silence meant I was beneath her.

“You’re Owen’s sister?” she asked, letting her eyes travel from my dress to my shoes.

“Yes.”

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