GABRIELLE’S POV
My jaw dropped. “But if she’s your grandmother how is she —“
“Poor?” Martha cut in with a laugh. “Don’t hurt your head guessing. I’m his maternal grandmother. His father's side is the side with all the money.“
I straightened. “I'm asking how you’re a gold digger when your grandson is a billionaire.”
Her smile faded and Damon stiffened beside me.
“Can’t a girl be an entrepreneur?” She asked, her smile coming back. “Besides, I like how I’m living. But I see why everybody hates the guy.”
I leaned closer. “I believe you could do better than that. You could get another rich old man, not that.”
“If it’s any consolation, I’ll get someone better and younger when he dies and leaves all his money to me,” she winked at me.
Damon’s phone rang in his pocket and he excused hims
