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…

knew about this?”

Grace stared at Owen with shaking hands wrapped around her napkin. “Owen?”

He moved beside her chair. “I asked Maya not to mention it. I didn’t want the wedding becoming about money or status.”

Conrad recovered first. Men like him usually did.

“Well,” he said with a strained laugh, “that certainly changes things. But ownership doesn’t continue reading …