Chapter 15

The room erupted in shock. Vivian's smile stiffened, and her voice wavered. "Wh-what do you mean 'Uncle Joe'? Den, what are you saying?" Joe Wilder, an elderly man with silver hair, emerged with Victor's support. He leaned heavily on his cane. His eyes raked over Vivian with an approving grin. "So, this is my future bride? Lovely. Just lovely." "This is my grandfather's cousin," Alden said flatly. "A widower for many years. He's looking to remarry." Vivian staggered back. "No! Den, this isn't funny! Alden, tell me you're joking. He's old enough to be my grandfather!" "Who gave you permission to address Mr. Wilder so disrespectfully?" A bodyguard's hand lashed out, cracking across her face. Her cheek burned red, swelling instantly. Walter finally snapped to attention and stepped forward. "Mr. Wilder, there must be some misunderstanding. You clearly have feelings for Vivi—" "Mr. Rooney." Alden's voice cut through, cold as steel. "Uncle Joe is quite taken with Ms. Vivian. Agree to