They Threw My Grandpa and Me Into a Blizzard on Christmas Eve—Not Knowing He Owned Their Company

it without you. I was stupid and angry. I just want to come home.” Graham puffed up immediately, smug satisfaction spreading across his face. “The real world was too cold for you, wasn’t it? I told you—you’re nothing without my name.” Vivien twisted the knife, mentioning Arthur with contempt. I flinched, playing my part. “Could we come to the Christmas continue reading …