Chapter 169

Grace's bold strut, her declaration, and the curious stares from others sent a wave of embarrassment washing over Priscilla and June. They lowered their heads and hurried to keep up.

The offshore hotel's grand hall was breathtaking.

The floor was covered in imported carpets from Motheca, and overhead, hung a chandelier worth millions of dollars from Fancenia, with all the decorations around being luxurious imports.

Rows of fine red wines and imported delicacies lined the hall. Grace snatched a bottle at random, her eyes wide with disbelief. This was a vintage beyond her wildest dreams, yet here it was, offered freely to the guests.

Grace turned to June behind her and asked, "What do you think?"

June blinked in confusion. "About what?"

Grace sighed exasperatedly. "Look at this empire your future brother-in-law's stepped into! This is just the beginning. You can forget about Frederick."

June's lips formed a stubborn pout. "Hhmph. There's only one brother-in-law for me. This 'new'