Chapter 4 - Watching a terrified groom face his wealthy parents as four identical boys walk into the grand ballroom during an emergency family confrontation.
In the grand conservatory, Julian’s mother, Eleanor Sterling, adjusted her triple-strand pearl necklace with rigid, icy perfection.
"There is no way my son fathered street urchins with hotel staff!" Eleanor spat, slamming her crystal glass onto mahogany.
Behind her, a framed US flag hung prominently on the wall of the exclusive private country club in Westchester County.
Julian slumped into an armchair, his dark hair disheveled as he held his face in his trembling, ink-stained hands.
"Look at them, Mother! They don't just look like me, they are carbon copies of my childhood photos!" Julian shouted.
The heavy double doors swung open, and Maya walked in, holding the hands of two boys while two followed closely.
The four identical six-year-olds walked in uniform precision, their matching black suits pristine despite the surrounding high-society chaos.
Eleanor stared at Maya, her sharp eyes narrowing as recognition washed over her hardened, heavily foundationed face.
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"You... I paid your uncle to make sure you moved to California seven years ago," Eleanor whispered in absolute horror.
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