Raymond did not sleep that night. By morning, he had contacted a private investigator, retrieved security footage from the estate, and arranged a DNA test using hair from the babies and a strand from Grace’s brush left in the nursery. Forty eight hours later, the result arrived. Ninety nine point nine percent match. Grace was indeed the children’s aunt.
Raymond called a lavish engagement dinner anyway. Politicians, business partners, and socialites gathered beneath crystal chandeliers. Madelyn walked in wearing a white gown, smiling like a bride already crowned. Grace stood near the doorway, nervous, uncertain why she had been invited.
Midway through dinner, Madelyn raised a glass and gestured toward Grace. “I believe we owe an apology to the woman who caused such chaos the other night,” she announced sweetly. “Come forward. Kneel. Accept my forgiveness.”
Grace’s knees nearly buckled. She did not want humiliation. But she would do anything for the babies.
Before she could move, Raymond stood.
His voice was calm but carried through the room. “No one kneels tonight except liars.”