Ethan stared at the glowing screen of his phone, his thumb hovering over the keypad. The York family's invitation left him conflicted. On one hand, he had no interest in indulging their constant scheming, but on the other, there was Grandma York and Serenity.
Her commanding presence from the other night replayed in his mind—the way she silenced her family with just a few words, the unwavering authority she wielded even from a wheelchair. If anyone in that house deserved respect, it was her.
Still, Ethan couldn't ignore the complications that came with attending such an event as the Godly Investor.
The York family might see it as a sign of forgiveness or even an opportunity to manipulate the situation further.
At that moment he let out a sigh, running a hand through his neatly combed hair.
