My Husband's Wealthy Parents Toasted to My 'Humble Background,' Laughing That I Was Their Charity Case – But What My 80-Year-Old Grandfather Did Next Made Them Go Pale

"I have nothing more to say to you, sir,"

I stared at him.

Hazel stirred against my collarbone and I bounced her, slow, on instinct.

Had he known what he was walking into tonight?

Did Grandpa come here knowing he'd get to meet the people who wanted to buy his land?

And Margot, in one champagne toast, had told him everything he needed to know.

The whole room waited on my answer.

Had he known what he was walking into tonight?

Every fork stayed frozen.

Margot's mouth trembled around a smile that would not hold.

Harrison stood too, patting the air like he could smooth it flat.

"Look, the deal is obviously separate from personal matters. Let's clear up any misunderstanding right here."

Margot rushed in behind him.

"Sweetheart, my toast, it was a joke that came out wrong. You know how these evenings go."

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