Grandpa Woods’ commanding presence filled the room.

“Not another word from any of you,” he scoffed, lifting his walking stick in the air.  “You minions should be ashamed of yourselves! Kourtney is family now, and I will not have you bullying my young granddaughter-in-law. You ought to be ashamed!”

The women fell silent, their expressions shifting from smug satisfaction to shock.

Since when did Thomas Woods become such a softie?

Since when did he become so protective of anyone, especially an outsider?

It was as if the arrival of Kourtney to the Woods Estate had flipped a switch in him, and suddenly, he was like a mere shadow of his...