“My beautiful granddaughter. I have missed you.”
Anna’s grandfather entered the room with a wide smile, his deep voice reverberating through the grand hallway. His silver hair gleamed under the chandelier lights, and he exuded the confidence and warmth of a man who had lived a full life and still had plenty to offer. Anna forced a smile, walking over to him for a quick hug.
“I’ve missed you too, Grandfather,” Anna replied, though her voice lacked enthusiasm.
Rosanna was furious. Her face flushed, she glared at the situation with growing disdain. The last thing she needed tonight was another family dinner where she would have to play nice in front of these people—especially in front of Dexter. Her fingers tightened around the glass of wine she was holding.
Dexter was sitting across the
