Standing directly behind Ethan was his own younger brother, Daniel.
Security instantly moved between them.
Daniel slowly raised his hands.
“Vincent… don’t do anything stupid.”
Moreto stared at him.
“You were part of this?”
Before Daniel could answer, Lily pointed at him.
“He gave the other man the little bottle.”
The ballroom erupted.
Moreto grabbed Daniel by the jacket.
“You tried to poison my son?!”
Daniel suddenly laughed.
“Your son?”
Silence.
Moreto’s grip loosened.
“What did you just say?”
Across the room, Moreto’s wife Claire dropped her champagne glass.
It shattered.
Daniel looked at her.
“Tell him, Claire.”
Moreto slowly turned toward his wife.
“Tell me what?”
Claire began crying.
Daniel smiled.
“Tell him who Ethan’s real father is.”
Moreto went completely still.
“No…”
But Lily suddenly tugged at his sleeve.
“Mr. Moreto…”
He looked down.
The little girl pointed toward the grand staircase.
“There’s a lady watching us.”
Everyone turned.
A woman stood at the top of the stairs holding a sealed envelope.
Moreto’s face drained of color.
Because he knew that woman.
She was his first wife.
And according to the police…
She had died six years ago.
Then she raised the envelope and said:
“Vincent, before you believe your brother… you need to know what’s really inside this.”
And Daniel suddenly tried to run.
