Chapter 151 - Grandfather's Disapproval and a Rival's Taunts
The tension in the air was thick enough to cut with a knife. I sat rigidly in my chair across from Grandfather Sterling, my hands folded neatly in my lap to hide their trembling. Despite the warm welcome from Damien's mother and sister, his grandfather's steely gaze told a different story.
"Miss Ashworth," he said, emphasizing my formal title. "I understand you've had a significant impact on my grandson's life."
There it was—that subtle distancing. Not "Hazel" or even "Ms. Ashworth," but "Miss Ashworth," keeping me firmly at arm's length.
Damien sat beside me, his posture relaxed but alert. I could feel his quiet strength flowing toward me, steadying me.
"Yes, though I wasn't aware of our past connection until recently," I replied carefully.
Grandfather Sterling nodded, his face a mask of polite attention. "Indeed. It seems you saved his life twice as children. Our family owes you a debt of gratitude."
