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…

him, “but understand this clearly. Owen’s family is my family now. If you insult them again, you won’t be defending the Alden name. You’ll be removing yourself from my life.”

Conrad stared at her for a long moment.

Then his eyes moved toward my mother, who was carefully adjusting Owen’s boutonniere.

“I was wrong,” he said quietly.

Grace didn’t let him continue reading …