And everyone knew that Grandpa's greatest soft spot was me.
I hissed through my teeth. "Yes, it hurts! Did you have to kick that hard?"
"Hard?"
The old woman shot me a look.
"If you weren't the only heir I've got worth grooming, I would've broken your leg today."
She smacked me on the back for good measure.
"Do you have any idea how much trouble you caused in there?"
I kept my mouth shut. I knew exactly how much.
A marriage between powerful families was a delicate thing. Filing for divorce days after the wedding was the same as slapping the Farley family across the face in broad daylight.
If I'd been anyone else, I probably would have "gone missing" by now.
Seeing my expression, the old woman didn't press further. She just sighed.
"Rose, don't let the way things look fool you. Our family seems powerful, sure. But do you know how many eyes are on us? I've built something enormous. All those resources, all those channels I control. To everyone else, it's like a slab of prime rib dangling over their heads."