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…

it too. His jaw tightened immediately, but I shook my head once. Not tonight.

Then Conrad lifted his wineglass to make a speech.

“The Alden name,” he announced proudly, “has represented excellence in this state for generations. We value standards. Legacy. Knowing who belongs in certain rooms.”

His eyes settled on me.

My hand paused around my fork.

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