The Cradle of Imposters

poleaxed. "Pregnant? Mine? Katherin

ef. "Remember that charity gala last spring? You were so distraught about... well, about not havin

ly bewildered. "I...

erine said smoothly, her eyes flicking towards me with triumph. "B

ontempt, finally spoke. "Are you quite sure about your dates,

ry small, Margaret dear. Especially with the

ted move, a desperate attempt to reinsert herself int

," James finally managed, ru

you to have the son you've always craved." Her gaze swept o

e still an unknown quantity, while her (

d devotion to me and our twins, was clearly rattled by Katherine's claim

She and I circled each other like wary lionesses, our polite exchanges masking a deep-seated animosity. She constantly made subtl

le. James, caught between his past

body humming with vitality. My internal

unced she was going

hed trip to the most exclusive hospital in Houston. Jam

cheduled C-section, Katherine "gave birth" to a b

s I was being prepped for surgery. He looked confu

g, dear," I said mildly, though a c

over seven pounds each, their cries lusty and strong. James was ecstatic, h

f peace was

eone who'd just endured a "difficult premature labor," creat

using the hospital staf

or half the maternity ward to hear. "That woman," she pointed d

r. James, looking horrif

s nonsense? You had a d

hat *librarian* has him! She probably bribed someone!

s' protests, and walked to the door of my suite, my s

angerously calm. "Are you accus

nobody! You probably did something to ensure y

doubt on my sons, to muddy

cking with James's. "A legally binding, comprehensive DNA test.

s face pal

u understand genetics. Perhaps you've noticed... certain discrepancies. For instance, Chloe has always had your distinctive

eing the spitting image of a younger version of herself. But the blood type det

repeated firmly. "For everyone.

rine's suddenly nervous

. "We'll do the te