When Alexander Barron walked into the banquet hall with Summer Knight, everyone's eyes were glued to Thomas Barron on stage, completely missing their entrance.
Strangely, Daniel Barron, who's always been at odds with Alexander, wasn't around tonight.
Summer couldn't figure out why, but since Alexander didn’t seem bothered, she didn’t push it.
On stage, Thomas kept going with his dramatic speech. “This should’ve stayed a family matter,” he said. “But to avoid people accusing us of trying to grab power, I had to throw this banquet and reveal my nephew Alexander Barron's will.”
Will?
Summer leaned in close and whispered by his ear, “Alex, you really wrote a will?”
The soft scent of her hair brushed past his face, her slim figure leaning lightly on his arm—it was distractin
