Obedient? Thoughtful? I remembered the awful things Tommy had said about me in the group chat. My brows furrowed. Her grandfather—his hair already silver from age—sensed my displeasure. He quickly dropped to his knees beside her.
“Even if the younger generation likes the new son-in-law, if you, Uncle Wilson, don’t approve, then he’s not worthy of marrying into the Wilson Family.”
In the Wilson Family—an aristocratic clan with a hundred-year legacy—rules were sacred. Even though I was the youngest, I ranked highest in the family hierarchy. That meant I held the power—every resource, every secret, every decision.
To the outside world, I was the venerable Grandpa Josh, feared and revered. But behind closed doors, everyone bowed to me.
I smirked and motioned for him to rise. “Relax. Let’s see how things unfold.”
You wanted to keep me from the engagement banquet, Tommy? Then I’ll enjoy watching you try to marry into the Wilson Family without my permission.
After the crowd respectfully left, a message popped up on my phone from a contact saved as Domineering Lady Meryl Streep.
[Hey handsome, when are we going public? If you keep hiding me, I might just show up uninvited and demand answers]