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…

chair. “Grace, sit down.”

She didn’t move.

That was when I realized the real conflict of the evening wasn’t between me and the Aldens.

It was between Grace and the family name she had spent her whole life being taught to worship.

She looked directly at her father. “You don’t get to speak to me that way anymore.”

Patricia looked horrified. “Grace, this is continue reading …