Chapter 197: On the Brink

Jordyn’s POV

My blood boiled just looking at Brock’s smug face. He walked towards me and I tried to steady my breathing. I wanted nothing more than to feel my fist on his face.

But this was my grandfather’s celebration of life, and I couldn’t make a scene. Especially not before I told my father. He deserved to know in a private conversation, not in front of all these people in a brawl. So, I just stood and glared as Brock made his way past me without even so much as a glance and sauntered into the didn’t room.

I didn’t know what my mother saw in him, other than the fact that he was young and good-looking. I guess my mother wanted a trophy husband, a little prized possession she could show off at events. She’d had to stay married to my father until Stanley passed away. Those were the conditions of her inheritance.

Did she actually love this man, Brock? I highly doubted it. But who the hell knew? My mother was erratic and her motives were impossible to understand. Was she even capable