Flair POV
My father, Maxwell Grant, is the first to enter, looking impressive in a designer business suit, his hair immaculately groomed, his role watch glinting on his wrist, my brother Ian following in his wake and several bodyguards keeping a careful distance. I swallow hard with nervous apprehension, even as I see my husband out of the corner of my eye, carefully straightening his tie and smoothing back his hair, Timothy looking as though he's about to faint where he stood.
My father has that impression on people. They are always awed by the power of the Grant family and what that amount of money can accomplish. The business connections that we've established through the years and the ruthless way we've taken down our enemies whenever we've been even remotely slighted. It can cause
