“And I understood, Avery-I did-why the old man might have looked at this family, looked at me, and decided that we were unworthy of his legacy." Grayson's voice shook. "I understood why he thought I wasn't good enough—and you were. But if the great Tobias Hawthorne wasn't honorable? If he never met a line he wouldn't cross for his own selfish gain? If 'family first was just some bullshit lie he fed to me? Then why?" Grayson brought his eyes to mine. "What's the point, Avery, of any of this?”