#Chapter 121 Get Out

I gaped at the headline that Andrew showed to me at dinner the next evening: ANDREW DUBOIS’S FUTURE SON-IN-LAW TO RUN FOR ALPHA KING “I didn’t even know that Bob had such ambitions,” was all that I could say. “It gets worse,” Andrew said as he took his phone back. “The Beaumonts—Lisa’s mother’s family—are backing his campaign.” I blinked in confusion. “What…why would they do that? Don’t you have some sort of pact from your marriage to their daughter?” “That’s what I thought, too,” he said, his tone bitter, “but according to this article, they considered that over when their daughter died.” His hands curled into fists, and his neck muscles clenched. I reached out and touched his wrist, but he did not relax. “Bob is going to be my family, and this is how he treats that bond?” he growled. “And Lisa and her mother’s family are supporting him?” Andrew stood so abruptly that he knocked his chair backwards.