When Spencer made that kind of request, Rowan would usually go along with it, no questions asked. But this time, he didn’t agree.
“Brother, I’m really useless anyway. The Crawford family has you, and Grandpa won’t say anything about it. I’ll leave it at that. I’m hanging up now.”
“Rowan! Are you out of your mind? You need to come to the Crawford family now! I—”
Before Spencer could finish, the call dropped with a series of beeps.
Spencer froze for a moment, never imagining that, on this day of all days, pulling out the family’s influence wouldn’t work on his younger brother.
He gripped the phone tightly, frustration evident in his posture.
A member of the Crawford family approached, with Mr. Crawford leading the way. He looked at Spencer, his voice low. “Rowan didn’t come?”
“Grandpa
