Phoebe's POV
I couldn't contain myself any longer and erupted in laughter. When I saw Harold's wounded, bitter look, I cleared my throat twice to regain my composure.
"Uncle, Harold wouldn't pull something like that. He's loaded."
Julian considered this and figured it made sense.
Despite being in his twenties, Harold's wealth had already climbed into the billions, even landing him at the top of the world's youngest billionaires list.
From the moment Julian and Dale discovered I was seeing an older guy, they'd immediately ordered a comprehensive background investigation on Harold overnight.
Only after digging into Harold's past multiple times and confirming he had no other red flags did they grudgingly accept our relationship.
It wasn't like they were being paranoid. The sting from their sister's tragic example still burned deep and hadn't begun to fade.
Besides, I was their sister's only daughter. As my family, they could indulge my whims in most areas.
