Chapter 92

Elsie subtly twisted her wrist, trying to break free. But William held on tight, his large hand calmly yet firmly wrapped around hers, as he offered a casual greeting to their unexpected visitors: “Didn’t expect you and Auntie to drop by, today being Grandfather’s memorial and all.” On the surface, it sounded polite. But anyone could hear the subtext—this is a family matter, why are outsiders here? Howard Sr.’s smile froze for a second, then he forced one out. “Our families have always been close. It’s only right for us to pay our respects.” But William clearly didn’t give a damn about social niceties. He’d barely managed to come home with Elsie, only to have the Howards pop in unannounced—how was that supposed to make her feel? He led Elsie over, his tone patient and a touch indulgent. “Come on, say hello. You met George and Patricia at our wedding.” Elsie offered a polite nod. “George, Patricia.” The Howards had been all set on marrying Grace to William, until Elsie came out of nowhe