For the next hour, I watched them perform their perfect fantasy. Daniel kissed Camille whenever cameras appeared, and Camille proudly called the baby “a Mercer miracle.” Across the room, Alistair stood near the bar sweating through his collar every time he looked at me
Eventually he followed me into the hallway. “Please,” he whispered weakly. I turned slowly. “Please what?” His face collapsed instantly. “It only happened once.”
“Then you’re an incredibly efficient brother,” I replied coldly. He admitted Camille told him Daniel knew everything and agreed to the arrangement because they desperately wanted an heir. But when I asked if Daniel truly knew, Alistair finally whispered, “No
I handed him a folded document from my purse. His face turned white while reading it. “Your father has been hiding company money inside Daniel’s lifestyle,” I said quietly. “And Camille helped move assets through fake business accounts.” Alistair looked sick. “I didn’t know.” I stepped closer. “Now you do-
